None of us really know what to do!
I was a “such is life” type of person when experiencing tragedy, and fairly ho-hum during joyous moments. With kids, something changed, or “rewired”. I tear up at Bluey episodes and lose sleep due to irrational fears of an early death and not witnessing moments in my kids’ lives.
Having and raising kids is a trip.
In past year I've watched my older (8) start competing on a cheerleading team. Immense tear-streaming joy watching her light up in front of a crowd and build confidence. I was immediately overcome the first time and always feel a strong swell of emotion.
Instead, I have buddies. I wouldn't call it unhealthy, just much more invested than I expected to be.
In case you find it useful, I wrote what I learned in my first year of fatherhood (the little guy is now 17 months): https://alejo.ch/3hj
As you can see, I never found anything as scary as the possibility, however remote, of my baby being unhealthy. So, yeah, best of luck!
Just a joke. It will be marvelous. Savoir the first years. It's a lot of work, bad sleeping nights, but you'll have fond memories for life.
I mean, make no mistake, it is terrifying, but you'll make it through eventually and it will be okay.
Also not sure if this was covered in class, but in case it wasn't: You need to rotate the baby. The baby needs rotation so that the head doesn't grow misshapen. Rotate the baby.
All this to say, all will be good – don't let the rare anecdotes get to you.
[0] https://www.cdc.gov/birth-defects/data-research/facts-stats/...