I'm not the only one who has had doubts about my mothering abilities. I'm not going to name names, but you know who you are out there!
With good reason I suppose. I'm not really the nurturing type.
I get weirded out when strange people try to hug me or touch me. I'm not a touchy person my any means.
Most days much to Jimmy's chagrin our meals consist of every man for himself type eating. I find something that I want to eat, and I leave him to find something he wants to eat.
But our cat gives me hope. She is like my furry baby now and I take good care of her. We both do.
Jimmy just took her for a kitty walk today. :)
Picturing him walking Mitzie around our complex in her hot pink harness makes me smile. If i saw a guy walking a cat around in a hot pink harness I'd crack up. But he does stuff like that with her all the time. She certainly is spoiled. I'm wondering how she'll react when her baby sister comes along!
I've found that I sell myself short in a lot of things. I've always been like this. I think it's easier to just assume I either can't do something, or will be bad at it. Then if I can do it, or am actually good at it it's a pleasant surprise as opposed to a let down.
So naturally I've assumed that I will be a Mom that is pretty rough around the edges. But lately I'm starting to think I might not be so bad.
I mean I never thought I'd make it through 3 months of non stop vomiting while working full time and commuting 2 hours a day. But I did.
Now, here I am working like 10 hour days everyday and getting home at 8pm (or later) every night. But I'm making it through that too. And the baby's heart has been just fine for the past 4 weeks.
Although I'd be lying if I didn't say I honestly thought of doing what everyone else seems to do and just quitting my job and moving in with someone’s parents. That is sounding more and more tempting recently.
Anyhow, I'm still standing! I'm thinking I'll be just fine taking care of our baby girl, still name to be determined. At least that is how I'm feeling right now.
On a side note, I thought some of you might find it funny that now my Dr. is telling me I need to gain more weight. Hmm.... I told her about what the other Dr. said and she was quite surprised.
My Mom keeps trying to fatten me up every time I see her now.
But fear not, I've gained quite a large amount in the past 2 weeks. I'm seeing the scale zoom to new heights, but my Dr. is quite pleased with it. So if she is happy I'm happy!
Waiting for James to arrive!
3 years ago