Nothing to fear but fear itself

While I was pregnant I had both small and big fears about so, so many things.

--speaking French in the hospital
--the pain of contractions
--climbing our 50 stairs while 9 months pregnant
--the pain of child birth
--all the bad extra things that happen to you that are associated with child birth


Sometimes I could almost make myself sick to my stomach with everything I worried about. And you know what? Every single fear was realized.
--speaking French in the hospital (Although we managed, it was difficult at times to figure out what some of the nurses were saying and definitely added to our stress.)
--the pain of contractions (Yes, the contractions were more painful than anything I had ever felt before.)
--climbing our 50 stairs while 9 months pregnant. (Climbing the stairs was exhausting and still is.)
--the pain of child birth (Yep, it was painful.)
--all the bad extra things that happen to you that are associated with child birth (My body definitely suffered the effects of birthing a baby.)


And yet I survived. All of that worrying didn't help me to avoid any problems. By no means am I saying that I will never worry again. But this experience has made me realize that worrying doesn't prevent any problems either. Unless it killed me, I was going to have to survive every single thing that happened whether it was painful or pleasant. There was no way around the problem except straight through it. No, it was not fun, and yes, it made for some really rough patches in the last few months. But I came away wholeheartedly agreeing with the saying, "That which does not kill us only makes us stronger." -- Friedrich Nietzche