Pregnant and a Little Confused
It’s not even that I’m confused; I’m purely overwhelmed. I’m dramatically overwhelmed. I can’t believe how much there is to do; nine months does not seem like enough time for anyone to get everything ready! I mean, I realize that I don’t have nine months; I didn’t even know I was pregnant until I was three months. I still can’t believe it. I spend so much time staring at the mirror, just so confused about how this slipped under my radar. I never thought about having kids, or not having them. It just wasn’t even on the horizon, and now, well, it’s a lot closer than the horizon.
There’s so much to do! My mom says the baby shower will be a big one stop shop for the to do list, but I’m just so overwhelmed. I feel like I’m on WebMD everyday to figure out what’s a symptom of the pregnancy and what is a symptom of me flipping out. There are custom pillows and personalized baby blankets and photo throws, and I need to cross check everything and see if it’s baby safe or if my child is going to choke on it. That is the word that really gets me: child. I’m going to have a child. I’m going to be a parent. What could possibly be more terrifying than that?
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