My second ultrasound is this afternoon. If we don't see anything, which I really don't think we will, we'll be terminating. I'm sad, scared, blah blah blah. I'm pretty thankful for modern medicine, though. And relieved that no matter what the outcome, we'll have an answer and I can stop fretting.
Or maybe it'll all be fine! I'm obviously preparing for the worst, because it's better to be relieved than disappointed.
Pretty sure today is a jeans day in the office, lol.