One of the pregnancy sites I’ve been visiting is hilarious—in fact, they’re the site where I picked up the pregnancy ticker/timeline at the top of the blog. Anyway, there’s a column (entry) written for every week of pregnancy, and this one in particular struck a chord—it’s from Week 5, the first week I started reading (before backtracking):
After getting over the initial “I’m having a baby!” shock, we began to spread the news. Of course, people asked how I was feeling.“Nervous,” I’d tell them. “Freaked.”
“If you are freaked then why are you having another baby? Why try if you’re going to be scared by the results?”
Might I add, at this point, that everyone who said that to me didn’t have kids.
The decision to have a baby is a lot like the decision to move to France. France sounds cool, other people like France. It would be fun to move to France!
Then you buy the plane ticket and France starts to seem a little scary.
You’ll have to learn a new language! They eat snails! Didn’t someone once tell you that people in France don’t shower that often?
Come to think of it, moving to France and having a baby have a lot in common.
I laughed out loud when I read this. I especially liked “France sounds cool, other people like France. It would be fun to move to France! Then you buy the plane ticket and France starts to seem a little scary.” That is SO how I’m feeling right now. It’s cool and fun to be pregnant and think about having a child…but it’s also scary as hell.
Remind me to tell you how I felt when I was pregnant, or even before that! It is very normal and you can’t let it stop you from being a great parent.