Oddly enough my anxiety is entirely focussed on post-birth and the baby's health rather than labour. I say 'oddly' because most other pg women I know are stressing out about the birth aspect at this point. But I'm not too stressed about that (at least, it's certainly not the thing keeping me up at night!!)
I'm just getting anxious to almost the point of sickness about whether or not the baby will be ok. I have suffered anxiety disorder almost all my life so it's not exactly surprising a life-changing event like this would tip me over the edge. I have spoken to my counsellor about it and she has been very helpful in trying to rationalise my fears. But nothing helps me through the nights when I can't sleep and when I obsess about it all.
I know that my fears are quite specific and not entirely irrational (though the level to which I am panicking IS irrational IYSWIM) because we have a specific disability issue to worry about the baby inheriting. We were told it was only a 5% likelihood and I rationalised it very successfully until now, but now that we are starting to get the baby's clothes ready, build the cot etc it is all becoming very real and I am getting myself into a total state about it.
On top of that I also imagine all kinds of unexpected health problems rearing their head. Totally absurd things.
Distraction works up to a point but I am constantly anxious, can't sleep, and of course am worried that my worry (!) is not at all good for the baby. I know I 'inherited' my own anxiety problems from my mother and I honestly think a lot of it began in the womb, what with stress hormones etc. I am frustrated with myself too because I have been so calm until now and I don't want to ruin the last few weeks of pregnancy worrying about things that I KNOW I can't control.
I don't know what I am asking for, really - maybe just advice from anyone who has been where I am, and maybe a bit of hand-holding
. The trouble is that it is v hard to tell anyone IRL apart from my counsellor and DH as people just think you are bonkers. Who wants to sit and listen to mad rantings about an unhealthy or disabled baby, after all???
It makes it so much worse too now that friends and family are getting so excited and buying presents for the baby etc. I just feel like they are tempting fate and also that all this (perfectly natural) excitement would feel so misplaced if, God forbid, something did turn out to go wrong.
Sorry for sounding nuts :(