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With 50 days to go, a grand baby shower under my belt and all new realizations being presented with more frequency, I am keeping composure as much as I can, but really am starting to panic.
I look forward to all the really cool stuff and am developing new definitions of what “really cool stuff” means relating to kids. I’ve even come to terms with the not so great stuff, like sleep deprivation and dealing with smelly things coming out of every orifice without warning and the one day of torture (otherwise known as child birth). Well… as much as one can come to terms without ACTUAL experience. I now realize exactly how great all those mommies and daddies out there are. How is it possible to be sane while you worry about everything under the sun? Is it possible to be sane until after your child has one of his/her own? Even then? How can you really prepare?
I’m developing a new theory that having kids is your parents’ personal vendetta being paid back by the karma police. All the worry they have for you, you have for this little thing. All the wonder they had, you now have. All the mistakes they made… you are about to make. And all the bad things you did as a kid are about to be paid back in spades (PLEASE HELP ME!).
Alas, there are 50 days left and I am sure everything will be fine. At least this is what logic tells me. Maybe some day soon I’ll start listening to logic. For now, I am sticking with panic.
Christy said:
Don’t panic. It won’t do you any good and there’s no turning back now.
You’ll be amazed at what you don’t know and how easy it gets to make it look like you do. Had I known how clueless my parents were, I would TOTALLY have taken advantage. Alas, I was even more clueless.
Really – don’t worry. Epidurals are good, Hospital food sucks (if the knew me eating broccoli would give the baby gas, why did they feed it to me??). Everyone else will be willing to tell you how to do things. And lastly for now, I’m available to take that adorable little girl off your hands for a sanity check whenever you want. There’s nothing coming out of her orifices that a wet-wipe and a change of clothes can’t handle!
sixofclubs said:
I’m sure panic will go away soon… but good to know I have a great baby sitter for next concert season
Nicole said:
You are going to be so great, Francis. And remember to always ask for help when you need it. You have lots of friends and family who are here 24/7 to help you guys out. Elizabeth is going to be the light of your life and of so many others as well. Sooner than you realize, you’ll be getting the #1 mom mugs and Mom, you rock t-shirts. No worries … after a few months, you’ll be saying “is that all you’ve got, lil one”
Christy said:
One suggestion – Don’t EVER say “is that all you’ve got, lil one?” It’s like poking the bouncer at the biker bar. Just don’t go there.
Lydia said:
…and remember. Some of your friends have no personal experience with children but because we care, we’re willing to go up to perfect strangers who DO have children and ask them.