The roller coaster

It's amazing how quickly you go from being so excited to being so scared. I woke up with some cramping last night and experienced fear that was foreign to me. I mean in a very short time I've grown very attached to this tiny being inside me, and to the plans we have for it. The thought of it not being there is a crippling, paralyzing one. I just have to pray that everything is okay, and keep doing what I'm supposed to. It's unnerving, because I know that many pregnancies end in early miscarriage. So I'm caught between this sheer joy of having a baby, and this fear of losing it. I guess it's nature's way of preparing you for parenthood, which I see as one giant fear after another.