Sometimes I look down at this growing belly, feeling those first little flip-flops, and I think “Holy crap, what did I get myself into?”
Er, maybe that should be “What did we get ourselves into?” Because, holy cow, there’s a little person coming soon and he’s going to grow into a big person. Will we be able to give him everything he needs to be happy and healthy and kind to others? This wee one is going to need so much. Can I really get over my selfishness and do what needs to be done? Will it be enough?
I am excited, amazed, anxious, and terrified all at once. Can I be everything this child needs? Can I give him what he expects from me: love, kindness, instruction, selflessness?
I had such a great example in my mom. Can I live up to that?
I sure hope so.
I’m halfway there (20 weeks) and I’m not ready. Will I get there in the next 20 weeks?