We had our 10 week ultrasound today. Everything went great. Baby looks good, measures well (measured at 9w4d but with a margin of error of a couple days, so perfect), heartbeat is 170, and we watched it wave its little arms and legs at us.
When I came home I had a meltdown. Because: anxiety. I haven't completely let go of it like I thought I had.
But after crying it out, I spent a long time staring at the sonogram photo crying tears of joy, too.
And then we bought some tiny newborn socks.
Any day now this will feel real.