can I see a shrink...

It's been a week and a half since Lennon was born and I'm not sure if it's the post-partum blues or the addition of another child that has me panicking every time Michael and Oliver leave the house. Seriously, I start to have a small panic attack, I get fearful and start thinking about all the terrible things that could happen. I start knocking on wood, asking who knows who to keep them safe, and get teary-eyed. The thought that something might happen to the loves of my life is getting me all weired out and stressed. I consider myself pretty chilled-out (unless is has to do with cleaning or flying), but I'm a little overwhelmed by the terrible thoughts and stress. Can't Michael just teach music from home? Don't we have that technology? Why leave? We have everything we need here - I can shop online and you can even have groceries delivered to your front door! I keep calling and emailing Michael, just to see how he and Oliver are doing. Am I going crazy or can I go with "mama's got the post-partum blues"?

I know when your a Mom, all those things your parents let you do come back to haunt you. Hell, Oliver and Lennon are never allowed to leave the house without us!!! How do you learn to let go and relax when you know you can't control every situation?