Been trying for 6 years. Always thought getting pregnant was the hard part. Good God was I wrong. This is basically a 2 month wait after the 2 week wait!
I feel like I'm in this anxious limbo, my life might change completely and my dream might finally come true. Or it might not.
Can't plan anything. Can't stop thinking about it, but know there is literally nothing to do for another month until 12 weeks.
Also this magical 12 week day... It's a bit arbitrary isn't it. Like the day before you can't count your chickens but the day after you start to believe it might happen.
Ah I'm just tired and hormonal and stressed.