I'm riddled with anxiety, but that's nothing new.

I am so excited for our appointment on Friday; to see our little potsticker, hear it's heartbeat, and be assured things are alright for now.

I want to be past 12 weeks. I want to get to that "safer" spot. A former high school classmate just miscarried at eleven weeks, four days. So scary!

I wanted to tell my dad the news on Friday night after the appointment, but he's going to Denmark. I love that the only two times he's been out to visit me was because he had a business convention to attend. How convenient. It hurts my feelings and I'm sure he has no idea.

Well now that I'm way off topic, I'm done for now.

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Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. -Dr. Seuss

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