With his first pregnancy, I'm worrying about everything.

Discharge? Worried.

Boobs aren't as sore? Worried.

Cramps? Worried.

Symptoms disappear? Worried.

Worked out? Worried.

Ate junk food? Worried.

The list goes on and on. It's making this time that is supposed to be delightful to by verrrrrry slowly and less fun, to say the least. I'm not even 7 weeks yet.

The doctor said by the time you see the flicker of the heartbeat, the miscarriage rate is already less that 5%. That got my husband all excited and he's started telling people already! Meanwhile, I'm... Worried.

So I'm trying to give myself things that I *should* be worried about, and then permission to let everything else go.

If I start having bright red bleeding... I *should* worry. Anything else?