I’m Not Ready!!
Do you ever feel like every other mum to be has themselves so together and prepared. Every other mommy on the face of the earth has their nurserys painted, cots bought and built, are informed about what kind of nappies are best, know all about breast feeding, has been to birthing classes , is preparing their bodies for labor with prenatal yoga and such, and has absolutely every aspect of their pregnancy/delivery/homecoming taken care of and you haven’t even began to think about even half of these things. Well that’s how I felt, my pregnancy flew by – at times I just wanted to scream SLOW DOWN!!!!.
Ok so firstly I know that this isn’t true. I know that there are hundreds of other mums to be out there that feel the same way I did. I can’t be the only one who was freaking out about all that I hadn’t done and all the things that I didn’t know. It just felt like it was going so quickly – and I still had so much to do.
Keeping a job, growing a baby, running a house and so on, was enough to make me feel more than a little stretched, and at times it was very overwhelming .
Preparing to bring a new life into the world and into your family is a big deal. Infact make that, HUGE. By 30 weeks this was just some of the things I had left to do:
* Baby’s room needed to be cleaned out of stuff not baby related – I didn’t actually get around to this before baby arrived I decided that there was not point as they would be in our room at first.
* Baby’s room needed painting – as above, didn’t get this done
* Buy a cot – I left this one too, we got a baby hammock instead and got a cotbed for him when he grew out of it.
* Schedule our childbirth class – I went to one with my first and it scared the life out of me so I didn’t go to the rest or go to them with my second.
* Prepare EVERYTHING under the sun for when the baby arrives – think I got this one covered but if I forgot anything it wasn’t missed so I must of done ok.
The thought of holding my baby in my arms is what got me through and stopped me from being totally freaked all the time. I wanted to be a good mum, no scratch that I wanted to be the best mum in the world (don’t we all?). I couldn’t believe that all of these mummy emotions happen long before I even got to hold the little bundle.
I realised that I needed to concentrating on just being me and doing the best job I could even if that meant that nursery wasn’t started. That didn’t mean I was not excited beyond belief for the little life in my tummy, no matter how much there is left to do, you’ll get there in the end.
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