An "Irrational" Pregnancy Fear

The only reason I would dub this fear irrational is because my husband tells me that it is. It's very real in my head, however, and I have decided to blog it so that others who may also suffer from this "irrational" fear can find some comfort in numbers. You aren't the only one that thinks this will inevitably happen to you.

Let's start with some background. I'm 5'3". That's not tall. This is my first pregnancy. Lots of room for worry. My torso is 10 inches in length. Yea, I measured. 10 inches from hip to chest. No lie. I find myself often wondering- where is everything going to go? Outward, obviously the only way it can go for a short girl. Way, way, way outward. Which led me to the fear.

Spontaneous Pregnancy Explosion. I picture my torso exploding. Much like the scene of a True Blood vampire being staked, and similar to a smashed pumpkin. Just- BOOM! SPE IS a thing. Rare, but documented. There's also ASPE, or Acute Spontaneous Pregnancy Explosion, wherein just your belly button goes flying off like a cork. There are women out there who have lost their belly button. It's just... gone.

I don't understand where a full sized baby is going to fit within 10 inches of real estate. I'm going to have a foot hanging out my mouth by August, I just know it.

"Irrational". Please.