Well, after my first was born I went through such worry/anxiety that I'm sure it was a form of ppd. Having said that, I am also a worrier - always have been - so it's not really a surprise that I would deal with this after having a baby. The thing is that I love her so much and I had no idea what I was doing so I constantly doubted myself, and on top of all of that I felt that I alone was responsible for keeping her ALIVE! I felt so much pressure to not do anything wrong - it all felt really life or death to me. I used to say that if Jesus himself walked through the door and offered to watch her for me while I took a nap, I wouldn't trust him to do the job right. Just a little humor, no offense meant. Anyway, now that my third is around 6 weeks old, it doesn't feel as dire. I trust God, the universe, whatever, that I'm doing the best I can to take care of her and that all of the colds, and flus and minor illnesses will work themselves out. And they are inevitable, so I might as well just do the best I can (oh, yeah, and allow dh and family to help out too). So, this turned into a really long post, sorry about that. I just couldn't read and not post because becoming a mother was big transition for me, and it always helped when other moms shared their own stories. Just keep loving your lo and doing the best you can - it'll be okay!