When my husband and I wanted to have a baby we had to have help as I have PCOS. I was not ovulating regularly and had to take medicine to help me ovulate. We weren't sure it would work and the doctor told us it might not. We were lucky to be as he called it "one and done" because we got pregnant immediately. As excited as I was I became scared early on as I had to have my hcg levels tested every other day. I was going into the doctor every Monday, Wednesday and Friday to get blood work done. I did that for 8 weeks. Each doctors visit my doctor would tell me the percentage I had of having a miscarriage. It became less and less of a chance as my hcg levels got higher and higher and the baby grew bigger and bigger. I had an ultrasound every week as well. I saw my baby start as a tiny yolk sac and then grow into a sea horse until she finally looked like a baby. I found out early on that I had a hematoma. I was so scared. I noticed spotting and went to the ER and that's when they found the hematoma. Don't read anything online about it because you will go nuts. I did. Two weeks later I was driving with my husband when a tractor trailer hit our car backing down a main road and drove us backwards down the street until we veered off the road. I again went to the ER. We found out my baby was okay. The hematoma eventually went away. I kept waiting for my 24 weeks as this is considered a viable pregnancy and I could breathe because my baby will be okay no matter what right?! Wrong. I found out the hard way when my sister was pregnant with me. She got to 32 weeks and lost her beautiful son due to a cord accident. Today I read how a mother lost her beautiful baby at 30 weeks because the placenta separated from her uterus. I know I can't focus on the negative but I am also not naive. My baby is not 100% safe even though I do everything to keep her safe. I will be 29 weeks tomorrow and holding precious cargo has to be the scariest thing in my life. I thought I could protect her from anything but so much can happen in the womb that you just cannot prevent. Although I try hard to stay calm I am freaking out all the time. I just want my baby to get here safely. Is anyone else as scared as me??