This really.
I’ve not voted as while the worry never goes, I do think that some of the anxiety you are describing sounds rather extreme.
I went through a period before DD was born worry about how I would deal with the constant worry for their safety and wellbeing. In reality, in terms of the day-to-day stuff, I’m rather relaxed about things. Don’t worry about her at nursery, a tumble- fine, general illnesses not fun but they get over them.
However, all of that goes alongside the knowledge that she is the most important and vital thing. That I have never felt love like this and if anything happened to her it would break me utterly. I don’t know how or if I could carry on.
There are times when I worry dreadfully - a few minutes of ‘oh no, is it meningitis’, when I see a rash; devastation when she said that nobody at nursery liked her (she soon made friends); and a mixture of worry and guilt about the state of the world now and what we have to come.
But all of it is made worth it by watching this wonderful, silly, joyful, interested, very normal and totally unique child growing up into a wonderful creature and watching as she discovers the world.
As the poster above says: we never stop worrying, but it’s always important to watch yourself as that very natural worry can easily slip into irrational anxiety and catastrophizing.