I have 3 DCs, DS is 3.5 years, DD1 is 20 months and DD2 is just 4 weeks old.
Ever since i found out i was pregnant with DD2, I have been waiting for something to go wrong. I had a bad feeling about the pregnancy and was anxious throughout. I had a feeling that I had 'got away with it' with my two healthy older children and that, somehow, it was my turn to have some heartache.
DD2 arrived and all is well thankfully, but I can't seem to shake off the fear that something is still going to go wrong for her. I am constantly checking her in the night, anxious about every grunt and burp in a way that i never did with my older two.
Has anyone else felt this way? As if things are too good to be true and that it isn't possible to be lucky enough to have 3 healthy children? Why on earth can't i just relax and enjoy her?