We are officially nine days from our due date. I can even tell people that I’m due next week. It’s too real.
Chris and I are going through all the emotions. We’re elated, thrilled, terrified, and anxious all at the same time. I’m so ready to have my body back. I can’t wait to be able to see my toes and walk up the stairs without getting out of breathe. I want to be able to wear pants again. Like, real pants. When I accidentally drop things on the floor, they stay there. Bending over is the worst. I definitely want this baby out.
That being said, once he’s out, he’s OUT. And then what? Then we have a baby. A tiny human that is going to depend on us for everything. A baby that we’re entrusted to love, care for, protect, and teach. Baby H literally knows nothing about the outside world and he has so much to learn. And we’re the ones that are supposed to help teach him how this crazy universe works. That’s a ton of responsibility.
We’ve read countless books, attended baby classes, interrogated our friends that have kids, and googled late into the night and we still feel like we know nothing. We’re the Jon Snow of baby rearing. How can one possibly prepare for all of the emotions and feels that come with a new baby? I’m confident in my swaddling abilities, we know to put the baby to sleep on his back and that we have to sterilize his pacifiers. But what about the rest?
Don’t even get me started on labor. How will I feel postpartum? Will I heal quickly? How much will I depend on Chris to care for both me and the baby? Will Baby H be born healthy? What about encountering complications during labor and delivery?
And then what happens once we’re home? What will the first few weeks be like? Do we spend our days feeding, changing, and not sleeping? Will be all be patient with each other as we figure this parenting thing out? How many break downs should I expect.
Oh, and then there’s the future. When will we take Baby H on his first trip? Where will we go? Will he be an easy traveler?
These are just some of the questions that have been plaguing our thoughts as we anxiously await Baby H’s arrival. I’m comforted in the fact that there are a few things I do know. I know that I have, hands down, the best partner to take this journey with me. I know that we’re going to laugh and love our way through the sleepless nights, countless diapers, and many mishaps. I know that we have a huge support system behind us, a plethora of friends and family that have loved Baby H since the second they learned of his existence. And I know that our son is already so incredibly loved.
Baby H, whether we’re ready or not, we can’t wait to meet you. Just go easy on your dad and I as we try to sort this whole parenting thing out.