My Squidger is 7 weeks old - she is thriving - ebf - putting weight on - colic/wind some days but it's getting easier to cope with: the problem is me - I spend so much time really fretting: she's been asleep too little/much, she hadn't had enough feeds today, is that a rash, is she less alert, is she too hot, is it too cold.........I think I might be just tired but it all seems so overwhelming at times. I think the first time she is ill I will just have a meltdown. It's seems so silly. It's actually easier during the week when it's just me and her on our own in the day and I can really just enjoy her - anything extra going on is just too hard. It's silly - I know logically we are doing really well - I just can't believe it and am waiting for terrible things, that are bound to happen, to turn up. I did have a miscarriage before having Squidger. And Squidger is an ivf baby...maybe it's just too good to be true?