tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6906229811830932489.post5793386439254213591..comments2022-11-10T01:36:53.089-08:00Comments on Our Gift by the Name of Nolan: The MomentWyatt's Mommiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11319404957016434879noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6906229811830932489.post-38295048500531257872011-09-06T04:30:45.049-07:002011-09-06T04:30:45.049-07:00I was the same way with my first child... freaking...I was the same way with my first child... freaking out over every little thing ... Is he breathing? Checking on him a million times...so I can imagine that its a lot worse for you!<br /><br />Even now my oldest is almost 3 and I still think "what if he gets into an accident on the way to daycare" ... I always make sure to give lots of hugs and kisses :) Mom paranoia never really goes away, I dont think. I always worry.<br /><br />When my husband first started taking the kids to daycare I would call him to talk for a minute... ask him how they did at drop off, just to make sure he didnt forget them in the car. lolSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11118468757440060308noreply@blogger.com