Aww bless you. I remember my first pregnancy. And my God, I was just crippling with anxiety. I was awake all night, most days, every minute of the waking day, filled with dread. Add lots of excitement in there, but it doesn’t minimise the fear of the unknown. It is such a scary time. I have anxiety anyway, and heightened paranoia. I’m also a chronic over-thinker.
Truth is, you really just don’t know. However, I kept the faith, believing that since I’ve already come this far, gotten pregnant, unless there’s a sign/indication to worry, I’ll keep an optimistic outlook.
I also religiously read all the birth statistics, and assured myself that, scientifically, it’s much MORE likely for things to work out, than not. I had gestational diabetes, hence, regular scans. That did put my mind at ease, as I was frequently checked. Also, I was very attentive to baby movements, any vaginal discharge, and pain etc.
Other than that, I just came to a level of “acceptance.” That I’m already in this moment, each day gone, is a day closer to meeting my baby. Now I’m here, present, as is my baby in utero. I prayed and prayed. Practiced positive thinking. I went with the approach that, I would not worry, unless I have a reason to. And ensure that every little worry is checked out.
Good luck, and I hope everything goes well!