Anxious mother?

But am I a particularly anxious mother? I find that hard to believe when usually I am really rather relaxed about many things. Paying bills, timekeeping (others that is, I'm always on time) and housework especially...

It is true though that being a mother has brought out unknown levels of anxiety in me. Yesterday I went to The Tyneside Cinema for their "Bring in Baby" screening of Vicky Cristina Barcelona.

I was frightened about the whole thing, travelling to Newcastle from Durham on the train, the 30 mins before we met up with my friend and her baby, Otis being overwhelmed in the cinema, feeding him away from home - I needn't have been.Otis was entranced by the big screen, feeding or sleeping and barely cried throughout the whole thing. But I couldn't relax until we were safely back home.

And I'm not really sure what I am anxious about. Otis being upset mainly, but as long as he can feed and fall asleep he's not going to get too upset.

I don't know. I am sure that I'm not so scared to go through to Newcastle again now, but I can't take Otis for a walk without his pram. Perhaps its just learning, but then again babies change so much you're always learning.

I'm going to try and relax a bit out-and-about and keep up my outside trips so I don't become agrophobic! I just find it hard to believe the bolshy young woman who has done everthing from blagging her way backstage at gigs, to door-knocking in the roughest estates in the region has become scared of a trip with her family to a farm.