I'm both excited and scared for Tuesday. I mean, I /really/ want to see and hear some good news and I can't wait to get to that point where it can happen. But of course I'm terrified that we will have bad news, since Baby B died and I had no idea. Heck, it probably died right as I was telling my grandparents that we were having twins. What if the same thing happens again? Argh.

I guess I will keep taking showers if nothing else.