Thursday, August 31, 2006
Ramblings from mom#2
Now that I have been able to break into Rebecca's Blogger account (with permission, of course) and set myself up as a "team member", I too can blog about the things going on with this process.
As I checked my e-mail yesterday I saw a fed-ex tracking message. At first I thought Rebecca had bought something (I suspected it was the Simpsons Season 8) from Amazon and was so anxious about having it arrive in time for a Saturday "Rebecca Day" while I'm at work that she had it Fed-Exed. So I kind of laughed about it.
Then I tracked it, and I now know that it is actually the tracking for STAN. I was struck by this. I always like to obsessivley track packages...I always try to guess when it will arrive and where the package will stop along the way. I mean, I admit, it is usually pretty losery of me to be so excited about the shipping journey of my newly purchased underwear, but in this case, with STAN, I was REALLY interested. I cannot believe that we are here, at this time, with our first try. And that this particular shipment might bring us a baby!
It is a little weird to be in this other-mother role. I will experience this conception and pregnancy and parenthood thing in a different role than I anticipated. I am excited about that, but also reflective about what that will mean for our family.
I cannot wait to read to a baby in her belly. I cannot wait to dote on Rebecca and our child. I also know that I am pretty bossy. OK. REALLY BOSSY sometimes, and I am nervous about how bossy I can be with a pregnant wife or a newborn baby. I guess the trick is that I am aware of it and can make fun of myself and hope that the bossiness is more charming than annoying.
I also know that I am fiercely protective. Last spring Rebecca and I and our friend Jean went to see "Walk the Line". In that movie there is a scene when June Carter and her mother, Momma Maybelle, chase a drug dealer away from Johnny's house. They are both carrying shotguns and yell "Get outta here, and take yer poison with ya!" Jean told me later that she thinks I'm like Mama Maybelle in that scene. Let people mind their business...but mess with my people and the gun-toting momma comes out.
I'm pretty anti-gun, but I kind of like that image of myself.
As I checked my e-mail yesterday I saw a fed-ex tracking message. At first I thought Rebecca had bought something (I suspected it was the Simpsons Season 8) from Amazon and was so anxious about having it arrive in time for a Saturday "Rebecca Day" while I'm at work that she had it Fed-Exed. So I kind of laughed about it.
Then I tracked it, and I now know that it is actually the tracking for STAN. I was struck by this. I always like to obsessivley track packages...I always try to guess when it will arrive and where the package will stop along the way. I mean, I admit, it is usually pretty losery of me to be so excited about the shipping journey of my newly purchased underwear, but in this case, with STAN, I was REALLY interested. I cannot believe that we are here, at this time, with our first try. And that this particular shipment might bring us a baby!
It is a little weird to be in this other-mother role. I will experience this conception and pregnancy and parenthood thing in a different role than I anticipated. I am excited about that, but also reflective about what that will mean for our family.
I cannot wait to read to a baby in her belly. I cannot wait to dote on Rebecca and our child. I also know that I am pretty bossy. OK. REALLY BOSSY sometimes, and I am nervous about how bossy I can be with a pregnant wife or a newborn baby. I guess the trick is that I am aware of it and can make fun of myself and hope that the bossiness is more charming than annoying.
I also know that I am fiercely protective. Last spring Rebecca and I and our friend Jean went to see "Walk the Line". In that movie there is a scene when June Carter and her mother, Momma Maybelle, chase a drug dealer away from Johnny's house. They are both carrying shotguns and yell "Get outta here, and take yer poison with ya!" Jean told me later that she thinks I'm like Mama Maybelle in that scene. Let people mind their business...but mess with my people and the gun-toting momma comes out.
I'm pretty anti-gun, but I kind of like that image of myself.
# posted by Soon2BMommaC @ 12:22 PM 
