Despite my 38 weeks I still am not used to the idea of reality that there will actually be a kid... and it will be mine. I get the fact. I don't get the reality of it. It is like when you get married: you know you're married but it is still weird to think "I'm married" or "Mrs. _____". It's like that only I'm going to be responsible for another human being... Chris and I are the only two who will be responsible for it. No handing it back over to it's parents. It is a scary reality.
Other scary reality: people say you go crazy with a kid. I want to be me... maybe a slighter better version of me like Rachel 2.0. Like Windows 7 was nice but we all know Vista was terrible... I'd rather be the "Windows 7" edition of myself and not the whacked out crazy Vista or even (I'm sorry for those of you who love on it but) Windows 8. Does that make any sense?
I see so many mothers get... well I don't know. Less like people? Their lives become revolved around their kid, and I get the inclination... to a degree it, if nothing else your schedule, has to be. So thanks to my sister-in-law I found this video and I'd just like to say that I hope to be more like one of these mom's. Able to be silly and make fun. I hope you enjoy!
Video thanks to What's up Moms
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