So, last night while Jon was watching the first round of March Madness basketball, I casually asked if he was ready to bring the baby home in a month. He looked at me slackjawed and replied, "umm...no!" This is our problem. We are completely prepared to receive a child -- we have a ton of diapers, bath towels, crib sheets, etc (thanks to the generosity of friends and family) but honestly, I don't think we've given it much thought aside from the preparedness aspect. It's currently beyond our comprehension to absorb exactly how much our lives will change. I know that people say, "Oh, nobody is ever prepared" and "Your lives will change in ways you can never predict." -- instead of being reassuring, those statements drive fear into the core of my being.
I'm up for new challenges and I have no doubt that this will probably be the biggest challenge I have yet to face, but it still seems surreal at the moment. Any sage advice?
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