I think I’ve reached a point this week where I’m SO sick of trying to talk myself down from my excitement because something bad could happen. It seems completely unfair that we wouldn’t get the chance to feel joy for our babies too! And if something horrible happened, I doubt being anxious would make the pain any easier. So I’m putting into the universe this baby will be coming home with us and I’m letting myself get my hopes up because I can never get this time back. I’m trying to tell myself this is a new pregnancy, which has the same chance of becoming a baby as anyone else’s.

Anybody else in the same boat?