I have no idea how women got through pregnancy without the internet. Every day I'm looking up whatever oddity arrives. Fortunately, everything I've looked up has ended with “Yes, that's OK when yer pregnant” but still. If I didn't have my friend Mr. Google to run to, I would be a total wreck.

I have no idea how my mother did this. (Seriously, the category of “stuff it's OK to find in your underwear” is growing by leaps, bounds and colors this week. uug.)

I have a feeling that the next 28 hours are just going to CRAWL. I'm trying not to get anxious, but it's not working. I tried to explain it to Paul last night – that I almost wish I had morning sickness. Just for that reassurance that everything is progressing as it should. Because right now, I could just about explain away all the pregnancy symptoms with other medical crap. (Missed period? what else is new?…. peeing way more often? High blood sugars….. sore boobs? Actually, they're not as sore as they were….)

But other than those three main symptoms, I wouldn't think anything was going on. And that's unsettling to me. So I'm really wanting more confirmation tomorrow. I don't have some big impending sense of doom or anything – I just don't really have a sense of *anything*.

2:00 tomorrow afternoon CANNOT come soon enough.