I'm just now starting to realize how nervous I come off as in person. Like I know I'm a nervous person, I know I'm shy, but I thought my smile was a good disguise? I thought I played it off well? Maybe it's the nervous giggle?
I had a doctors appointment today with the OB. The doctor did another ultrasound and Baby A and my cervix, in case you were wondering, are both looking good. The appointment ended with the doctor asking when I was comfortable doing a follow up. I didn't actually expect them to follow up for many more weeks. I mean, I've already had four ultrasounds and it's only been about nine weeks. I realize that's bordering excessive.
I told him I would do whatever he recommended. He said three would be good, that he'd even be comfortable with four weeks, but because of who I am I'd probably be better off only waiting three weeks. What the heck? Really, I'm not that nervous about the pregnancy. I'm doing okay. I tried to tell him I'd been handling it fine so far. I don't think he believed me.
Am I the only one singing this song now?
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