- Stomach cramps - a lot like period pains but sometimes easing off and sometimes becoming moderately severe - severe enough that I'd normally have reached for the painkillers
- The fact that I had three negative pregnancy tests in a row before I got a positive result (but well after my period was due) - does this mean there's something wrong with my horomone levels or the baby?
- The fact that I've had no morning sickness, food aversions, cravings or feel any different at all, other than slightly tender boobs and stomach cramping
- The fact that I watched One Born Every Minute, and spent the next two hours crying, not at the miracle of childbirth (fuck that), but at the fact that a massive fucking watermelon has to emerge from my body somehow and I'm supposed to facilitate that. My husband has banned all future viewings of One Born Every Minute and has "un-series linked" it from the Sky+ box.
- The fact that I also cried at the Winalot TV advert. This is not normal. But the beagle's ears were so cute and floppy, and the old lady's dog was her best friend! (Blub, blub.)
- I then worry that I'm actually going to spend the rest of my life worrying - if all is well with the pregnancy, I've then got to be responsible for another human being for the rest of my life. Chilling.
So I decided, to stop myself worrying (or at least contain it a little), I'm going to book myself in for an early private scan near where I work. At 7 weeks, I hope we should be able to see the heartbeat if all is well. And if all isn't well, I'd much rather know now than in a month's time when my NHS scan is due.
We get the scan on Tuesday. Wish me luck.