So, this being pregnant thing is turning out to be quite the emotional rollercoaster for me. One minute I'm absolutely elated, the other minute I'm freaking out thinking about how much my life is going to change. I've wanted DH and I to take a trip to Europe for years; we have family and friends there. Now I'm realizing we better go NOW. I also better go visit my college friends in NYC NOW. And my other friend who just moved to Texas. Last night I got two texts inviting me out for drinks with my grad program (I would have gone, skipping the drinks of course, but missed the texts till this morning). Suddenly I'm feeling like everything is a "last"--a goodbye to the freedom I'm used to, and I'm regretting all the travel I haven't done.
I know I am entering a new and equally wonderful if not better life, but still, the prospect of change is scary. Just figuring out what classes I should take to finish my degree, and thinking about getting my thesis done, seems to require planning a year in advance.
Anyone out there want to reassure me that life as I know it is not necessarily ending? Maybe we can travel to Europe with the baby some time. DH can stay home with it if I want to go out with friends now and then.
Anyone else having these same fears?
I know I am entering a new and equally wonderful if not better life, but still, the prospect of change is scary. Just figuring out what classes I should take to finish my degree, and thinking about getting my thesis done, seems to require planning a year in advance.
Anyone out there want to reassure me that life as I know it is not necessarily ending? Maybe we can travel to Europe with the baby some time. DH can stay home with it if I want to go out with friends now and then.
Anyone else having these same fears?









It's so much fun seeing their excitement or wonder at something.


We are thinking about trying to get in one more international flight before we have to buy her a seat so we might go to Scotland in the spring before I am too big. 