I really enjoy being pregnant.  I love having a bump and the empowering feeling of growing a child makes me feel incredibly strong. I’m one of the lucky ones who doesn’t get morning sickness and generally feels pretty good for those first 20 weeks. My symptoms towards the end of pregnancy are all very typical — severe heartburn, back pain, difficulty sleeping, peeing constantly, swelling, and like most women, I’m just DONE with it by the last few weeks.

I consider myself extremely blessed to have had two healthy pregnancies. I had back surgery in 2011 for a ruptured disc and almost lost all feeling in my left leg, so I was worried about carrying my babies and having another disc give out. I ended up in physical therapy during my second pregnancy because of some nerve issues, but even with the back pain I would not say my pregnancies were physically more difficult than the average pregnancy.

Something that did make my pregnancies difficult was my anxiety. I’ve always been the worrier of the family and an overall anxious person  I was on medication for anxiety when I was in high school and that helped a lot. In recent years I’ve used herbal remedies like St. John’s wort, Vitamin D, and other supplements when I’ve felt like things were getting out of hand. Unfortunately, I could not seem to shake this latest surge of anxiety that began during my pregnancy with Chip and I’ve recently started medication again. Thankfully I’ve been feeling a lot better!

My ever present anxiety gets way worse with pregnancy hormones because what begins as a normal concern ends up snowballing into full-blown detrimental panic. With my first pregnancy I worried daily about giving birth. I read birth story after birth story, I attended classes, and it was pretty much all I thought about. I really dislike not being in control and if there is one thing that never goes to plan, it’s labor and delivery!

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We go camping as a family every June and I was due with Crumb at the end of July. I was so worried about going into labor while camping (I was 35 weeks and about 1.5 hours away from my hospital) that I could not even enjoy the trip. I worried about getting too much sun, too much swelling, and eating this or that. I worried about having to walk to the bathroom outside in the dark for my FIVE nightly visits and falling or hurting the baby. I worried about starting labor and not making it back to my hospital in time. My list was never-ending. While I can’t say camping in the third trimester is fun, I will say it went fine, bathroom trips and all. And I didn’t end up going into labor until 39 weeks.

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Pregnancy with Crumb

With my second pregnancy I focused all my anxiety on keeping my Crumb healthy. This time, I was due in early March and had to endure a long Minnesota winter full of illness before my due date arrived. I was so worried about my son getting sick and then me getting sick that I cut back drastically on our play dates and excursions. I avoided family members like the plague if they had a slight cough, and I washed my son’s and my hands until they were cracked. I could not fall asleep most nights for fear of waking up to my son vomiting in his crib (which had already happened and I was convinced would happen again).

Where did all that anxiousness and loss of sleep get me? We still had two stomach bugs and one long cold virus hit our household this past winter. Answer: worrying got me nowhere  Now that I’m almost six months postpartum, I’m finally feeling like myself again and my anxiety level has gone down to a normal level thanks to Chip sleeping better at night and my new meds.

Anxiety is a thief of happiness and I definitely do my best worrying about the things in life I cannot control. I’ll probably always wash my kids’ hands an obsessive amount of times in the winter, but I am really trying to lighten up and be present in each moment instead of dreading or fearing the worst. I know I’m not alone in feeling anxious during pregnancy or motherhood. Worrying is just part of the job description but it’s so hard to enjoy daily life when it’s all you do.

Did you feel more anxious while pregnant? postpartum? always?