Worries

I know, it's Christmas week.  It's my favorite week of the whole year . . . but something is off this year.  I haven't been listening to holiday music as much as I usually do, I haven't been thrilled about finding gifts, I haven't relished my cookie baking . . . just something is off.  Usually I'm bouncing around like a kid on a sugar cookie high this week - but this year . . . eh.  (It doesn't help that I have to work four days this week and four days next week when for years I had these two weeks off.)

Don't get me wrong; I'm happy and loving the season . . . just not with the same viv and vigor as usual.

Today my worry is specific, though.  Anyone been in a minor car accident when pregnant?  On Friday my mom and I got into a small fender bender.  More accurately, a fender scratcher and grill breaker since there were no bent fenders, but I digress.  It was a low speed crash and I didn't even think anything of it until Friday night when my mom sent me an email suggesting I call my obstetrician to let him know and see if there are any concerns.

I thought, "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant.  Car accidents could be really bad."  Once again, I forgot about being pregnant and something that I would ordinarily shrug off becomes something to worry about.  I really need to start growing a belly so I have something to remind me that I'm pregnant.

So I've felt perfectly fine . . . until this morning when I laughed at something and got such a sharp pain around my left ovary area that I doubled over for a few seconds.  Pains when laughing = ordinarily, no big deal.  They happen.  When pregnant + 3 days out from a fender bender = worry, worry.

*Sigh.*  I've been gathering the feeling the past few months that mothering/parenthood is primarily about worrying.  I always thought parents who worried all the time were super annoying (okay, fine, I still think that) but I'm really seeing how it happens.

I will be calling the doctor's office but they're not open Monday mornings, so it will have to wait.  I honestly don't believe anything is wrong, but back in college, my friends and I had this idea about "the 2% monster."  He's the little voice in your head that says someone you're sure has no interest in you just miiiight have a teeny, tiny bit of interest in you that you could obsess about.  So I'm 98% sure that everything is fine, but the 2% monster has made a comeback.

Edit (3pm): Spoke to the OB's office and they said everything should be fine, especially considering it was a small accident, the airbag didn't deploy, and it's still so early that the baby is super protected inside (no belly bump to speak of yet).  Oddly, I don't feel reassured.  *sigh*  I am sure everything is fine but can't shake the nervous feeling.  I'm sure it'll pass as the day goes along.

Comments

[-Jen-]

Just followed you over here from twitter...I sent you an @ reply but my twitter is protected so I don't know that you see those.....
So here it is...

@bookishpenguin Just read your post.......I'm sure everything will be perfectly fine! Sending good, worry free, thoughts your way!

[Stacey]

I wouldn't worry, I was in a accident at about 10ish weeks when I was pg with Colin, a car ran a red light to make a left and I tboned him. Lucky for me my airbag didn't go off or anything like that, but I was freaked. As long as there wasn't any trama to your belly you should be ok. I would of course call the doctor because your worry might do more damage then anything else. Hope everything is ok.

[Lori @ I Can Grow People]

I hope you are feeling better. I'd be worried too. I remember feeling a similar pain. I thought it was my bladder or something because one night I actually slept through the night without peeing (!!!) and woke up with pain. Turned out it was just round ligament pain according to my doctor (and had nothing to do with my bladder.) But I am glad I asked and I stopped worry--well, I stopped worrying about *that*.