Being pregnant messes with your (my) head

Anyone who knows me, knows that I am a bit of a worrier.  I come by it honestly as I come from a family of worriers.  Ironically, I'm married to a man who is the anti-worrier - he barely ever gets worked up about anything. Anyways, becoming pregnant has produced a constant stream of worries.  At first, I was quite worried about having a miscarriage.  Then, once I got to the three months mark, I was much less worried about that.  Now I worry about gaining too much weight and/or not gaining enough weight.  Sometimes I think that my baby belly should be bigger and other times I think that it's doing just fine.  I go in for monthly doctor's appointments and in between appointments, I start to worry that the baby isn't doing ok.  Normal cramping starts to freak me out and I worry that my body is doing something that it shouldn't.  However, every time I see the doctor, I get to hear the heartbeat and I feel confident again that everything is as it should be.  Hearing the heartbeat makes me happy!  

I know that there will be so many more things to worry about as this child grows, both inside me and out in the real world.  Howefver, I do feel truly blessed to be going through this experience and to be having a child.