Wednesday, June 18, 2008
And now the panic sets in.
What the hell was I thinking? I can't do this. To say I'm freaking out would be a huge understatement. From the nausea to the getting giant to the no sleep to the extremely painful labour and delivery to looking after a helpless infant 24 hours a day to child care when I return to work to how the hell we'll pay for this thing to grow up...man I could use a drink.
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I'll have a drink for you. Problem solved!
It's not really my place to try to cheer you up or say everything's going to be okay. I can't imagine, though, that you're the only woman who has ever had second thoughts about her pregnancy. This is the kind of issue you should discuss with other moms and expectant moms.
As for the drinking, you should talk to your OB/GYN about the possibility of having one or two glasses of wine or beer a week, once you get further into your pregnancy. I've read literature on the Internet that says extremely moderate drinking is okay past the first trimester. I'm a little skeptical - you might want to research this yourself: http://parents.berkeley.edu/advice/pregnancy/drinking.html#euro
Money: No big whoop. Look, people all over the world manage to raise families without much, or sometimes any, money at all. And inevitably when that child takes the podium at the Young Conservatives dinner he will credit you for your lessons on thrift and canny management.
Of course nothing can quite make up for raising a Young Conservative, but still ...
Oh--and my Grandmother was prescribed a Guiness a day by her doctor to compensate for the fact that there were no green vegetables to be had in wartime England. And my dad has a PhD in a science only a few people understand fully. So there's a solid baseline.
It's a huge task, there's no doubt. But think of all the flaky women you know who've totally gotten through it all. If they can, you can. You'll become stronger as you go through this and tap into that superhuman strength you mentioned in your bio. :)
Hey Ted, yeah Simon's mom had the Guinness prescription as well. If only I were pregnant 45 years ago in Ireland like she was--but then I wouldn't have the internet. That would suck.
chosha, thanks for your comment. You know, you're right! I know all sorts of morons who have had kids, if those losers can do it, I totally can. (If any of those moronic losers are reading this, I'm not talking about *you*, of course).
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