Today is THE day. It's been an excruciating three weeks. Today we find out if the baby still has a heartbeat. In two hours. I am pretty much in a panic attack. The last three weeks have been super rough, but today is going to go just one of two ways. We will come out of that office completely broken, or over the moon happy. It's the fear of the unknown I think that has been killing me. If I know one way or the other then I can deal and move on. I'm praying for the best but expecting the worst.
Things are different this time around, still sick and way sore boobs, but speculating that this could be due to the progesterone supplement...ugh, speculating. I hate it. Please pray for our baby, and please pray I don't literally go off the deep end if the baby is gone.
Thank you...