Another Reasonless Anxiety Reaction

…because everything is perfectly fine.

Of course.

I’ll scan in my brand new ultrasound photos, which definitively prove that I am pregnant with… something bloblike and fuzzy at the edges.  Like a Muppet, maybe, only smaller.

The only real significant news is that they’ve bumped my due date up by a week and a half.  Now they’re saying April 5, 2010, but given my tendency to pop early with the other kids, I’m to expect to give birth anytime after March 10th.

I feel like this ultrasound was really a milestone for me.  I saw the heartbeat, and the hands moving around, and even a bit of thumb-sucking.  I’ve been told by everyone who gets near me that everything looks great and there’s absolutely no reason to worry.

So I’m going to try harder, on the not-worrying side of things.  Because aside from these pre-appointment days when I get myself all revved up for no good reason, I really am enjoying this pregnancy.  Even the morning sickness carried with it a certain level of reassurance, and still, now, when I roll over in the mornings and wait to see if this is the day when my breasts are actually going to burst into flame, I have to smile because that’s what’s supposed to happen.

This is going to be OK.