I can't help but stand over her while she sleeps.
Checking on her over, and over, and over.
Making sure she's breathing.
Making sure she's warm.
Making sure she's ok.
Since the day she was born, I obsessed about those things in my mind.
But, I pushed them out and told myself I was paranoid.
Now, I fully let myself worry.
I have every right.
She's the only one I've got.
I wish I were a more carefree mom.
I look around, and see others just not worry about the "what ifs".
And likely, no tragedy will every strike them.
I wish I could go through life ignorant to all the bad things that MIGHT happen.
Hey, at least my girl is happy and loved.
Hopefully she'll never know just how truely OBSESSED I am with watching over her.