Mom is at the clinic for an ultrasound today. After being told that I was expected to act excited no matter what so she would not be embarrassed by her negative teenager, I opted for staying home. She's going to text me when they know anything. She hasn't had an ultrasound at all since Joshua was born. The only reason she's getting this one is that SHE THINKS SHE'S HAVING TWINS. Or is at least obsessing over the possibility. She herself was a twin, and says she FEELS much farther along than she should, with being able to feel something much higher than she should. I'm... not coping well, shall we say. I've basically been told to get my act (literally, act) together so that I don't negatively influence the feelings of my younger brothers and sisters, but it's not going well. If she has twins, I quit. Not that I CAN quit, or even know what I quit at, but I quit anyway. I don't know. I don't make sense right now. At least with the ultrasound, we'll know if there are any extra fingers and toes, which runs in the family.