I have officially entered into my third trimester. This means the end is finally in sight. And to be honest, I am extremely nervous. There is so much in my near future that it is overwhelming.
For starters:: LABOR! Umm holy hell! I realize that it is something that all mothers will go through, but may I just say that the horror stories do not help in the slightest. There is nothing inspiring about the friend of a friend that had the worst labor experience known to man. I think all women should call a truce and stop sharing these war stories. We will come out with out battle scars, but can we save those stories till the end, please.
Then there is the whole baby thing... these things don't come with manuals. Sure I am reading everything I can get my hands on, but that doesn't make me feel too much better. There are so many what ifs that race through my mind that it is borderline paranoia. And for those who weren't aware, I am a control freak! A fact that most babies do not seem to give a damn about. Just another challenge of character.
I know it will all be alright, and I will learn to adjust; but the waiting period is just long enough for me to drive myself crazy with worry. I guess that is all part of being a parent though.
86 days to go...
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