I am a worrier. I come by it honestly. My mother is a worrier, as was her mother.
It's amazing how through your life you worry about different things.
As a child I worried about not being invited to a classmate's sleepover. (I was and it wasn't that great)
As a teenager I worried about boys, a lot!!!! (Too much actually)
As a young adult I worried finding a husband. (Turns out I found a great one)
When I was first pregnant I worried about what kind of mom I would be. (The juries still out)
When I had a new born I worried about dropping the child, what certain rashes were, and whether they were getting enough to eat. (Didn't drop anyone, rashes went away, and since one of my children is taller than me, I think it's fair to say they get enough to eat)
When my kids started school I worried about what kind of friends they'd make. (So far alright, had a few issues with older child, but those are long forgotten now)
When I finished my book I worried if anyone would like it. (Family seems too, hopefully others will too)
Now that I'm entering the time in my life where the decisions we make for our child could really define their future I beginning to worry more than ever. Are we putting too much pressure on them? Have we taught them to make the right decisions? Have we done enough? It's all very stressful.
I'm definitely a worrier, but I try to remember the past. The things I worried about then seem to be nothing now and in time this will too.