At that critical point now. This is about the time Robin died so I'm on pins and needles and just about anything can send me into an anxiety attack or bursting into tears. I'm still having sharp jabs of pain that I'm hoping is only round ligament pain. Still, I'm going to call the doctor and set up an appointment to hear the heart beat and get a recommendation of what to do for the pain. I don't see a doctor until the 22nd, and that will be at the other office that does the ultrasounds for the screenings. That seems like forever away and I just can't wait that long to find out if something went wrong. The pains scare me, which probably isn't so surprising, and I didn't feel them with Robin which might be a good sign, but I just need a bit of reassurance to carry me through the middle of the month.