Why I expect my first pregnancy to be the easiest

As evidenced by my use of the word "expect" in the title of this post, I am a creature of expectation. I think we all are, to some degree, but some definitely struggle more than others to not constantly look ahead. Some of us, maybe even especially women in general, can get stuck in ruts of comparison, and I think that allows us to build expectations in our heads that aren't always realistic.

I do this CONSTANTLY and it honestly drives me crazy! I'm a daydreamer. In any given situation, I'm daydreaming about what the worst case scenario could look like, what confrontations could arise, even how others may respond to me.

The beauty of my pregnancy is there's truly nothing I can accurately compare it to. I've never been in this position before, and it's forcing me to take it one day at a time. Everything I've read or been told to this point has varied so greatly that I can't even draw an expectation of what an average pregnancy would look like. I do still catch myself comparing my belly to the bumps of others around the same weeks as me, but hey! I'm human. Some comparison is normal and just a curiosity.

I am enjoying having no idea what to expect right now, and it makes me want to work even harder in the future to not get so caught up in expectation. I know how important it is for me to develop a little more go-with-the-flowy-ness as I become a parent, but also with my postpartum fitness journey. It would be detrimental to catch myself comparing my post-baby belly to that of someone who has bounced back quicker than I might, and that's a mental trap I want nothing to do with. How have you succeeded in overcoming the emotional dangers of comparison and expectation? I'd love to hear about it!