“My mom told me I have a burger in my nose and no matter how big it is I can’t eat it.” – A 3 year old
“Cut and drag” is probably the grossest way to express a desire to no longer be pregnant but you have to give credit to the exactness of description because I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what happens when you have a baby.
I’m constantly thinking of how my life will change once the baby comes. What will be different? Will anything stay the same? I won’t be able to whisk away to Puerto Rico on a moment’s notice but I’m then again I’m not SJP and this isn’t Sex in the City. I guess my dreams of becoming a runway model are over but I’m pretty sure my Jewish ancestry took care of that aspiration when I was granted my 4’11” stature at conception.
The thing is my life has always been a revolving door of changes. I haven’t had consistency and “normalcy” in my life well, ever. First childhood and that was, uh fun, then came the awkwardness of high school, college, I moved to Florida (twice), got married, fought to save my husband’s life and now I’m pregnant. Pretty much sums up my entire timeline. There has never been a “dull moment.” In fact every moment has been filled with so much color that my nickname is George Clinton.
So I should be prepared for a child right? (And a collective cackle from experienced parents fills the air) I’m not naïve, I know things will change, things will be different, we’ve created a person for goodness sake. I guess I just want to know HOW much will everything change? But no one has that answer. That’s one for the “you’ll just have to wait and see” books.