Tomorrow is the big day.
Our first ultrasound.
I am scared. Nervous.
And a crying wreck.
Since 2005's blighted ovum (my miscarriage), I don't think I'll ever go into a pregnancy carefree, happy, excited.
So many moments are filled with dread and being scared.
This will change once I feel the baby move, but the past couple of days have been hard.
Filled with fear, filled with tears and filled with Leo reassuring me that everything is, in fact, okay.
I've read so many heart breaking blogs on pregnancies where something horrible happened. The unimagineable, my biggest fear.
Please, God, please let everything be okay tomorrow.
Because we get to see our little one at 9:45 am. And the one thing I really, really want?
Is a healthy, strong baby with a little heartbeat that will fill our ears with happiness and relief.
So until we are there, I must remember my favorite quote.
Faith over fear.