If worrying were an Olympic sport, I'd win the gold for sure.

I spend a lot of time worrying. I worry about things that are out of my control. I worry about things that haven't even happened and will probably never happen. The thing is...I let it consume me. I live with a huge question mark in my brain thinking of questions and all of them start with, "What if...?" It's funny how no matter how much I worry and ask the "what if" questions, I never come up with an answer or a solution. Worrying is essentially useless, but we all do it. Some of us more than others.

I think there are several reasons for my exhaustive worrying. I am sure I worry to trick myself into thinking that if I worry enough, then I will be mentally and emotionally prepared in case the worse-case-scenario happens. But, it doesn't work that way. Because even if the worse-case-scenario happens in my current situation, I will still be devastated, no matter how much I worry about it in advance. Basically, I just don't want the worse-case-scenario to happen. Maybe if I worry enough, the situation will turn itself around. Unfortunately for me, that is out of my hands. I am sure that I worry to make myself feel like I have some control over the situation at hand. That surely doesn't help because in this situation, I am not the one that controls the outcome.

So, what do I do? I know, take it one day at time, stay positive. That is easier said than done. My extremely optimistic and positive husband helps me get through each day. We are looking forward to our appointment with the High Risk Doctor on Tuesday morning. Things are looking good as of right now because the bleeding has stopped for almost 2 days. Although this is great news, I will continue to worry. And don't you worry, if I didn't have this going on, I would surely find something else to worry about!

"Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it gets you nowhere." ~Glenn Turner

Much Love,
Lindsay and Brian