Anyone know the secret on how NOT to worry?

If so, please share. Because I am BAD at it. I am doing well, great at times, and horrible at others. Friday and Saturday I did very well. Spent almost all of Friday researching and reading stories of people who had the same readings that D sent me. That made me feel much better--seeing so many people who were told their baby had Nuchal thickness, or something equally as scary (my mom told me a story of someone who was told their baby had no arms or legs in an u/s and the baby was perfect) and the babies were fine. I was feeling better. Just completely positive that it was wrong. Or even, if not wrong, something I could deal with. On Saturday, I was completely positive with everyone I talked to, saying that either the scan was wrong, or if not it was okay, and we would be okay.

Then came Sunday. And the complete terror and sadness hit like a ton of bricks. I cried all the way to church. I cried during church, and despite the fact that I had tons of people pray for me, which did make me feel better, I still am not as positive as I was. I am just scared. I don't want anything to be wrong with my baby. All weekend long I saw healthy little ones running around and all I could think is that is what I wanted for my baby. I don't want there to even be a chance that there is anything wrong. Not even a little chance. And Matt, while I know he is just trying to be strong, isn't helping. He doesn't "get" why I am upset at times. Just tells me "don't worry". Well that isn't helping. I AM worried. And guess what? Until this baby pops out, I will continue to be worried. Even if they tell me everything is okay, there will always be that thought in my mind, what if?

On a brighter note, I am happy and blessed to even be pregnant. And so I am not trying to be oh woe is me. Just venting. Am trying not to completely focus on this, and still enjoy the little things.