Flittering worries

I really hope I'm a good dog mama.

Seriously, I'm worried about this.

I want to give this dog the best life possible. But I also need to work, have a social life, spend time with elenuial, and have other pursuits. Ideally, I want this dog to be completely happy and healthy and have a fulfilling role in our family. My mother has offered (read: practically begged) to babysit, so having to kennel him won't be a problem, but then again, he'll need to be crated while I'm at work.

I know of so many people, especially working where I do, who are broke, live in shitty apartments, don't take care of their dog's hygiene, feed it cheap food, don't train it at all, and generally don't set pack rules. Their dogs are still generally happy creatures.

I have a steady source of income and am building up my "puppy account," live in a nice place that will (hopefully) be organized by the time he arrives, plan on a weekly grooming regimen, did research and narrowed his diet down to three companies, will train him extensively, and will have a healthy pack structure.

Everything's sorted out, right? Why am I so worried that I won't raise him right?