Keeping my eyes on the prize

One year ago, I became a mom.  I prayed for this little person my whole life, and now here she is. She's this amazing ball of infectious energy wrapped in a beautiful shell, and I get to love her. I get to take care of her. I get to be her mommy.
So now can I tell you that I'm scared sometimes. I'm scared because I want so much for her. I want her to have a great life, and it starts with my husband and me. These two perfectly imperfect people.
I know that she's going to have great days and some not so great days. How do I handle the not so great days?
I ask myself that question a lot, and then this morning it came to me. I realized that my job is to keep my eyes on the prize. The prize is knowing that God has a plan for her life. He gave my husband and me this amazing gift, and he trusted us to take care of her. He knew that we would nurture, support, and love her. So who am I to question that. I can do this...I mean I'm a great wife and I run a great business. I can produce a loving, awesome, dynamic, driven, creative, and generous person...right.