Seeing someone's pregnancy on a blog or Facebook doesn't really get down to how they are actually feeling. For the first few weeks, I felt weird. I still felt like myself, just a better version of myself, since apparently drinking and sushi and cigars are bad for the baby - who knew? It felt weird knowing I was growing an alien baby, and feeling so detached from it. Don't rush at me saying I haven't bonded with the baby - any pregnant person can attest to that. The first few weeks are weird. You don't know how to feel. You are excited. You are scared. You are freaked out that your body no longer belongs to just you. You start to rethink the whole "let's have a baby" thing. Only, it's entirely too late.
As the weeks have gone by, Tay and I are adjusting to the idea of being parents to Tater Baby. Oh, and that helps...if you are like me and having a hard time relating to the baby early on, give it a cute nickname. Tay and I talk a lot about Tater Baby. He even puts his hand on my
And now let's bring this back around the point.
Everyone is panicked about having kids, whether its your first or the 15th.
I have this theory. I have a twin. A great twin brother that was my best friend and buddy for a long time. He's always done things before I did them, even as a kid.
I saw Drew walked, knew I could do it, and then did it.
I saw (and heard) Drew talk, knew I could do it, and then did it.
Drew even got his driver's license before me because I was scared of the actual driving test.
The only life event I've done before my twin was getting married. I knew I could handle that when I met Tater :)
I think God knew that I needed a constant companion/support person/awesome twin to make sure I wasn't too scared to do things.
Anytime Tay and I get nervous about our impending parenthood, we always look at each other and say, "If Drew can do this, we can do this." By the way, Drew's been keeping kids alive for over 4 years now...he's doing something right!
Oh, and Happy (almost) Birthday twin :)
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