Ever since I turned 30 back in May, I’ve been thinking A LOT lately about if/when Chris and I have a kid. I say “if/when” not because we might not want kids– we definitely do want them. I just try to keep in mind the possibilities of infertility and miscarraige because I’m very aware of how many women these days struggle with those issues while trying to get pregnant. Therefore, I’m trying to mentally prepare myself in case we encounter those problems when we start trying, too. Regardless of those two obstacles in the back of my mind, I also think about a lot of other things related to pregnancy and having a kid:
I think about how I will announce the pregnancy to Chris, our parents, our friends/family, and on social media.
I think about how during pregnancy, I will continue to eat healthy because I don’t want to gain too much weight.
I think about how during pregnancy, I will continue to workout because I’ve heard that working out during pregnancy can help make labor a little easier.
I think about how much I’ll miss coffee, wine, and sushi during pregnancy.
I think about how we will accept hand-me-downs and try to buy as much baby stuff as we can from Craigslist and consignment stores to save money.
I think about potential names for a boy or girl. (We actually already have a name picked out if we have a girl.)
I think about how I will have to trade in my tiny Toyota Corolla for a bigger car.
I think about ideas for a maternity photo shoot.
I think about how painful giving birth is going to be and how I will definitely want an epidural.
I think about possible complications while giving birth.
I think about seeing our baby for the first time and finally knowing what Chinese, Mexican, Irish, and German genes mixed together look like.
I think about how those first two weeks with a baby are going to be the hardest.
I think about how sleep deprived we will be.
I think about breastfeeding and how painful it may be.
I think about ideas for a newborn photo shoot.
I think about who will watch our little one once we go back to work. Our parents? Daycare?
I think about if I will even go back to work. I say I don’t want to be a SAHM, but that might change once a baby is actually here.
I think about how I can still make money on the side if I do become a SAHM.
I think about how hard I will work to lose the baby weight and get my body back.
I think about Otis and if he will feel that “first child neglect” once a baby is here.
I think about Chris and how his patience will make him a great dad.
I think about how my constant worrying will make me a very strict mom.
I think about how I don’t want my kid to be spoiled.
I think about how fucked up the world we live in is and how I will always be trying to protect my child from all the bad things in life.
I think about how different everything will be.
I think about how getting pregnant and having a kid will be hands down the scariest, hardest, most expensive thing I will ever attempt to do in my entire life.
Do you ever think about if/when you have kids? If so, what do you think about?