I know that statistically the chance of a problem is very small but there are all those horrible doubts that absolutely refuse to go away. I'm so fragile emotionally at the moment, and I know I'm catastrophising but I can't see the light or good in anything right now. I can't bring myself to look at baby stuff in case I end up not needing it, I can't tell my mum about any of this because my dad only died a month ago, it's far too soon for her to deal with this as well but she's the one person I really need a hug from right now. Urgh. Sometimes life just stinks doesn't it?