I am sitting here thinking of all the stuff that is going to happen this week and even half the next. I know that I have a wonderful family (both sides), but I can't help but be anxious. We are going to Ricks parent's first. This is always a whirlwind, good one. There are always a bunch of doggies to welcome us, hugs and kisses, and all that wonderfullness. I am terrified about all the stuff of having a walking baby. She knows not to touch things, but I have this fear that she is going to break something precious and I would feel terrible.
Another terrifying thing is that she will be with the dogs. This scares me because Rocky out weighs H by about 60 pounds (or more). I fear that she will do something, unintentional, and he will lash out, unintentional, and we will end up in the ER with a baby with half her face. UGH!
We are then going up to family camp. This is super exciting! However, I don't know how my mom did it. The first time I went to family camp, I was six months old, Tim was 3, Mark was 11, and Paul was 14. WOW, I have no idea how she did it! I am a freak about my 16 month old and all the stuff she will get into (not so much that) mainly what I forgot. I just don't want her to trip over the tree roots and smash her face into the pine needles and we are in front of the nurse with a scared baby face.
Can you tell I am a freak about H's face!
So, I have packed almost everything, thought through every scenario, and worked super hard to get everything ready. I guess only time will tell.
Oh, one SHINING light! I get a play date (both baby and big girl) with my very wonderful friend Laura!!
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