
In a mere eleven days (or less) I will be a mom.
Yesterday Brian and I were floating in the pool at the gym, (well he still floats, I seem to sink like a pregnant rock now,) talking about the night I told him I was pregnant. His reply was "nu-uh.." with a big smile, "really?" Then we stayed up for an hour or two and talked about what it will be like to have a family and we couldn't stop smiling. Now 9 months later, here we are. Sitting cross legged on the couch, baby in belly, anxiously waiting to meet him.
My most anticipated moments:
-Seeing what he looks like, what features he got from me, what features he got from Brian.
-Going home from the hospital; not so much looking forward to my stay there.
-Showing him to my family, which will most likely be via
webcam. Kinda like, "look mom, see what I made?"
-Seeing Brian hold his new son.
My biggest fears:
It seems like I should be afraid of how I am supposed to take care of this new being. All the "what
if's?". Not really at this point. In reality, my biggest fears are being disconnected from the independent world and joining a world of plastic toys and
disney characters. Where my child is a walking advertisement for various companies that catch his attention for a couple of years.
So thus starts this blog. I want to continue to love the values of responsible consumerism, not caving in to the pressure of the kiddie world toy isle and the store.
I'm off to get ready for week 39 doctor appointment!
Booties and image from coffeelady.etsy.com