I'm still paranoid at times. I found myself walking to the car on Tuesday thinking through what I would do if I went into labour early or if the baby was stillborn. Why must I dwell on the negative (that's not going to happen!)??? Most of the time I'm planning for the best, but sometimes the negatives get me down. Maybe it's because so many of my friends have had happy, healthy babies this year and I keep waiting for something to go wrong - and it must be me I can't wait to just have this baby and bring it home!

Sorry to bring the mood in here down, just don't have anywhere else to express that thought.