I hope I'm not going to sound like a nut job here.
DD is 2 months old and I think I'm doing pretty well, feel ok mostly, getting out every day nearly and making friends. DD is healthy, putting on weight, quite a cheery soul. The only problem is intermittent waves of terror that she is going to die. When she's asleep I have to check every 10 minutes or so that she's still breathing - I even wake up a couple of times in the night to check. I'm terrified of driving her in the car, though I do it anyway.
Am I insane? How do you balance such immense love an responsibility with, well, being normal??