Tuesday, July 31, 2007
The first word that comes to my mind is fear. I think this is because of my current state of being a single parent. As if getting used to having a newborn isn't hard enough trying to do it without the support of your significant other is torture to put it mildly. No shoulder to cry on when you just can't figure out what's going on. No one to share the feedings, the diapers, the sleepless nights and the fear that you are or aren't doing what you need to do to support this little life. I know these are only the beginnings of fear and it will take on many meanings as D grows up but right now I ask the question will we make until Matt comes home? 4 days and 2 hours to go and as D works his way through the 6th week of his life I feel like we won't but deep down I know we'll get through this (never allowing Matt to leave us again....yeah right) and Saturday evening will come and for the first time this week I will get to shed tears of joy instead of tears, of desperation, fear, anxiety and hopelessness.
What's in the mind of my mommy friends? What one word comes to mind immediately when you think of your role as Mom, is it the same word you would have used a month ago?