Hello, great to hear the scans went well and welcome to the newcomers. 
Anyone else suddenly had a panicky realisation that;

A. This baby has to come out and it's going to be horrendous...
B. There is a LOT of pregnancy left to go; a very long time of being fat, gassy, uncomfortable, achey, sleeping badly, constipated, exhausted and emotionally unstable and sober.
Having been so desperate to get pregnant and having spent so long building up to the 12 week scan, in my head I think reaching 12 weeks has been almost been the furthest on the horizon I've dared look, but now that point is getting closer, I'm thinking further ahead, and am f*cking terrified!
I have no fear about being a mum, (15 years experience with newborns, babies and toddlers as a nanny/maternity nurse) but getting to the point of waddling in pain without sleeping and then tearing my perineum has me in a cold sweat all of a sudden.
Anyone else dared to think that far ahead yet? Sorry, if you hadn't!
I'm trying to quell the fear by daydreaming of stroking my soft, perfect chubby little newborn's head but I end up just thinking about episiotomies instead...
Help!