I also suffered from anxiety, but it was MY anxiety, thus MY problem. I could not let it affect others. My husband would have none of it, btw. He would instantly recognize it for what it was and just ask me to deal with it. Best thing really. He did not pander to it, or make an issue out of it. He did however, help me through pnd.
When our first baby was born, I was terrified of him going back to work. He did go back to work when the baby was 1 week old. I must have rang him, what 10 times, the first day? Begging him, pleading with him to come home, threatening him, if he didnt come home, etc. He came home at 5 pm.
I was terrified of taking the baby out. I was terrified to drive a car, I had not driven for over 7 years when our baby was born. He had to go to India with work when our son was 3 months old. I realized I had to drive. I got into that bloody car and drove with our baby from Putney to Fulham, for a baby group. Scariest thing I had done in a while, but I did it. And I was so proud.
Life with a baby is not easy when you have anxiety. Our son slept with a cooking pot next to him on the pillow for the first 3 years of his life. Until our son was born, the emetophobe in me was scared I was going to throw up. Now I was scared our son would..... Hence the cooking pot on the pillow. A cooking pot could be easily sanitized after. Natch. Cook and kill the germs.... But one day I thought to myself. "The boy is three, what shall I answer him the day he asks me why there is a pot next to him". The pot was stowed UNDER the bed instead. One day I managed to put it back in the kitchen cupboard.
I am just sharing the above to let you see that having a baby, and being alone with a baby, is possible even when you have anxieties. But my husband never pandered to me, and I think if he did, he would normalize the situation, and ours would be an odd household, with cooking pots on every pillow as we would arrange our lives around my anxieties, rather than trying to manage the anxieties and get rid of them....