There wasn't really any need for me to feel anxious.
At 7 weeks pregnant, I hadn't experienced any pain or bleeding. I hadn't suffered any miscarriages. I hadn't struggled to conceive.
In fact, the only signs that I was pregnant were two blue lines on a test and the fact that I was running to the loo every hour or so to be sick.
Even though I knew sickness was normal in pregnancy, I also realised that I was flushing vital nutrients away, and worried about what effect it might be having on my baby.
As time passed - even though the sickness and my concerns eventually disappeared - they were quickly replaced with other symptoms and worries.
For example, later in pregnancy, my mind was consumed with tracking my baby's movements.
In the same way that it's normal to be sick, I understood that it was natural for my baby to stop moving for a while.
Yet, at the same time, I also knew that lack of movement can be a sign that something is wrong.
Although my midwife has equipped me with the tools to determine whether the movements - or lack of movements - was normal or abnormal, it was often difficult to tell the difference.