Several of you wonderful commentors have put time in terms of "one more sleep." I like that. Sleeping is one of my favorite pasttimes as of late (and actually, I am always up for a good nap), and it seems to be when time passes the fastest.
So, just one more sleep before we know more about the tentative future of this pregnancy. I would be lying if I said that my evil thoughts from yesterday were all gone, because they are not. And I imagine that they won't be for quite some time. If they ever do go away, I am sure that new ones will quickly replace them. However, I did have some quiet reflection time last night, asking God to give me peace. Barely fifteen minutes later, I had a pretty bad nausea moment. I haven't had once since, but I took that little episode as a sign from the Big Guy. Even if it was just a coincidence, I am more peaceful today.
My ultrasound isn't until 2:00 PM tomorrow and I am on the West Coast. Also, remember that we have to battle traffic for more than an hour north afterward. But I will do my best to post the results as soon as I can.
One more thing. No matter how this ends up, I am so grateful. Really. I will be devastated if there is bad new tomorrow, don't get me wrong. But I will still be so grateful. I am glad for the experience of being able to carry life, for no matter how short the time. I am happy that I get to have my little ones with me, even if I can't have them for the lifetime that I am praying for. I am so thankful for the support of family and friends, both in real life and here in blogland. I am on more prayer lists and support chains than I even feel that I deserve.
So thank you. No matter what.