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changeyourstars8I'm kindof surprised that so far I've been pretty calm about this whole upcoming-parenthood thing.
See, I went on one date in high school, and after that nada for a few years. Went through all the usual stages--
1) Oh god, what's wrong with me I am such a mutant.
2) Boys are annoying anyway, who needs them.
3) Fine, I will die alone and unloved see if I care world.
4) Eh, nothing's happened yet, maybe that'll change and maybe it won't, but in the meantime I have writing to do.
Fortunately for my psyche, most of my time was spent in the last one. Got used to the idea of not having kids, though, to the point where even after all the discussions and the preparation and looking down at my disappearing lap it still seems vaguely unreal.
But the only real downside is my overactive imagination. Normally I love it, but not when it gets started with the "what if this goes wrong" scenarios.
So far it hasn't been doing too much of that. Had a brief freakout moment during the sonogram-- it was about half, "ohhhh, look at that!" and half, "Umm, excuse me, what the heck are you doing in there; I can't even take care of myself, I have been known to survive for a week on Cheetos and Pop Tarts".
Other than that, it's been more along the lines of, "Hey Chris, help me find my RENT soundtrack. I want to make a tape to play in the nursery." "Okay, I think it's over-- wait, what?" ;-)
I have a feeling, though, that my worrywart mind is just letting me off the hook temporarily and as soon as the kid's born, it'll go into Mach 93 Overdrive and all my hair will turn white overnight.
If so, I'll post pictures.
See, I went on one date in high school, and after that nada for a few years. Went through all the usual stages--
1) Oh god, what's wrong with me I am such a mutant.
2) Boys are annoying anyway, who needs them.
3) Fine, I will die alone and unloved see if I care world.
4) Eh, nothing's happened yet, maybe that'll change and maybe it won't, but in the meantime I have writing to do.
Fortunately for my psyche, most of my time was spent in the last one. Got used to the idea of not having kids, though, to the point where even after all the discussions and the preparation and looking down at my disappearing lap it still seems vaguely unreal.
But the only real downside is my overactive imagination. Normally I love it, but not when it gets started with the "what if this goes wrong" scenarios.
So far it hasn't been doing too much of that. Had a brief freakout moment during the sonogram-- it was about half, "ohhhh, look at that!" and half, "Umm, excuse me, what the heck are you doing in there; I can't even take care of myself, I have been known to survive for a week on Cheetos and Pop Tarts".
Other than that, it's been more along the lines of, "Hey Chris, help me find my RENT soundtrack. I want to make a tape to play in the nursery." "Okay, I think it's over-- wait, what?" ;-)
I have a feeling, though, that my worrywart mind is just letting me off the hook temporarily and as soon as the kid's born, it'll go into Mach 93 Overdrive and all my hair will turn white overnight.
If so, I'll post pictures.
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Date: 2007-08-08 01:54 am (UTC)Probably cuz I was getting so little sleep those first few weeks I felt like I was dreaming when I was awake.
Thank God it only lasted a few weeks. LOL
I also worried constantly about the stuff that could go wrong. I think thats just 100 % completely normal. Its not fun but don't sweat it. It will be over with before you know it.
In the meantime, just try to enjoy the awesome fact that youre living with two heartbeats!
and your kid is going to be one happy camper with a mom who loves sweets and snacks so much!