Oh EB, I have those same thoughts. There is so much terror and apprehension for me that I will fail my daughter -- that she'll be a teenager just like me, and grow into a young woman who felt like I felt about my mother (or feel how I STILL feel about my mother). It is so much more confusing for me emotionally.
At least you have all those boys to keep her on lockdown
We've been moving furniture around all day. Trying to make space in the big bedroom (which is still very small) for the baby Kanoe. How our sleeping arrangements are going to work is still SO up in the air. DS could sleep in the other room, and then one of us could just take him back in there and lay with him until he falls asleep 4 or 5 times per night. But I'll be up nursing, so it can't be me, and DH can't lay on the other bed with his back (too squishy). At least we have a king sized bed in the "big" room, but still, I'm just so worried about the whole thing.
That and I'm waiting for our HSA card to arrive so that we can buy the damn birthing tub, and the birth kit, and pay off our deductible. All of which are stressing me out to NO END. I just want to get them in my possession so that I can finish organizing for our home visit. I'm worried I won't have them by the home visit, and then what!? Ack!