First off let me say I love my girls more than anything and I would die if something were to ever happen to them! Now with that being said sometimes I wonder what the hell was I thinking when we made the decision to have a family?! I did not truly understand the depth of worry, fear, frustration, joy or love I would feel. This is lifelong. I have found at times of extreme frustration or worry that I wonder If I knew now what I wondered about before having them, would I have made the same decisions? Does that make me a horrible person?!