Venting More Fears

With parenthood looming just five short months away, I am beginning to realize just how much my life is going to change. I know that's a rather obvious statement, but it's sinking in. I mean REALLY sinking in now.

Hubby and I are a bit set in our ways. We like to sleep in on the weekends, we have our shows that we religiously watch, and the longer we are married the more boring we have become. I am used to just hopping in the car and going up to the store...or for a drive to relax...or any number of last minute things.

*sigh* I know what my real concern is...I have no idea how to care for a baby (let alone TWO). I was one of those kids that preferred listening in on adult conversations instead of playing with other kids. I am an only child. I did not babysit other children. I always feel slightly uncomfortable around young children. How do you talk to them? How do you play with them?

Everyone keeps telling me it will be different with my own children, and I will grow as a parent as the babies grow. I certainly hope that is true or else I am screwed.

Hubby has no fear. He is completely comfortable, excited and confident about this new journey. This baffles me since his experience level with children is about on par with my own. I can't tell if he is naive or just optimistic.

I wish I could get another ultrasound at my next doc appointment. I need to make sure they are both still there and growing at the correct rate. I really thought I would be bigger at this stage. Damnit, I need more confirmation.