I send approximately 12,427 emails a day to your daddy that read:
Do you think the baby is okay? Do you think his/her heart is still beating? Calm me down. I’m crazy, right? No but really, is baby okay? What do you think?
Phew. That felt good. Cathartic. Cleansing. Just had to let you know.
I’m obviously stressing about your “little” appointment tomorrow… 🙂