So today is the day of many days, I guess. I have my first real appointment with the OB at 3:15 and I'm so unbelievably scared. I can't stop thinking about the what ifs . What if BJ didn't make it? What if something happens? This is getting to the point where I'm starting to feel like I may need to start seeing someone because I know this isn't healthy at all. I am not much of a prayer but today I pray. A lot. That we hear a heartbeat. And we get to see little one. I am starting to really freak out.