For most of the last 35 weeks or so, I've been primarily worried about whether my body could actually grow a healthy baby. Brent has been worried about whether he'll be a good dad. But now that Baby's arrival is right around the corner (knock on wood that he'll be healthy!), my anxiety suddenly shifted the other night. I said to Brent, "What if I don't like him? What if I don't recognize him? What if I think we got the wrong baby? What if this was all a bad idea?"
Brent's reply?
"I'm more worried that he'll get here, and you'll want six more."
Thoughts on Enshittification
16 hours ago
2 comments:
Adorable. All three of you!
LOL
Whats crazy is when he moves outside the womb you will recognize it and think...I remember when I felt that inside :)
Sooo excited for you!
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