Having been diagnosed with anxiety i know these fears are very real. I know someone who lost her little girl last year to SIDS and not one night goes by where i don't panic about Orson in case the same thing happens to him. Every night when i go to bed i check to make sure he is breathing and most times he ends up waking up just so i know he is alive. Heck, i still worry about Charlie sleeping and he is 2.5! Also with them running off and getting lost at shopping centres terrifys the hell out of me. They are always running off and my heart stops until i find them. I don't like them going near railings on balconies or near those glass boudaries on top level shopping centres. It always makes me feel sick when they do. I am even reluctent for them to play on playground equiptment in case they fell off and hurt themselves badly, which has happened before though luckly no broken bones. I live in fear every day, thinking of the worst possible scenarios that probably won't even happen. However, i think that fear is just one of the cons of being a parent but also shows just how much we do love our children. It's bittersweet.