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Aug 18, 2006 09:31

Coming back to reality after vacation is never fun. This week has been no exception. Work for me has been frustrating since that transfer is sort of hanging over my head right now. The paperwork is in on my part, but HQ is taking forever to process it. The whole thing may fall through if they dilly dally long enough. That's really stressing me out, but since it's out of my hands there's nothing I can do about it. Aside from that, my husband has been really smacked this week with a whole new client load. He hasn't gotten home before 9 pm all week and he's back in the office by 7:30 the next morning. He's beat and I don't blame him.

He's also been going through a bit of an emotional crisis this week. I'm pretty sure that every new dad-to-be goes through, but it doesn't make it any less difficult. Last week when we were in Seattle, we were hanging out with a bunch of our old college friends. Besides us, only one other person is married (and her husband didn't come with us). We all hung out, they drank (without me of course), and pretended like it was old times. Well the difference is, the rest of them don't have the responsibilities we have. None of them own a house, none of them except one is in a committed relationship, and having kids is the furthest thing from any of their minds. While I love my friends a lot, a few of them still don't know what they want to be when they grow up. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But, I think my husband kind of realized that our lives will never be the same. It's one thing to have responsibilities, adding a baby to the mix is a whole new ball game. He's scared and I don't blame him. This is the most important thing we've ever done. Hanging out with our friends just brought all those feelings to the surface for him. He's ecstatic about the baby, but along with the happiness comes fear. Am I going to be a good parent? How are we going to afford it? How much will life have to change? Etc. I understand his worries. Trust me, I have the same ones...plus a few of my own. But, my husband being my husband, he's not so good with expressing his feelings. He thinks that by keeping them to himself, he's protecting me from worrying. But, it's really the opposite. He's let them bottle up for too long and now he's feeling out of control. It just makes it worse. I'm six months along now. There's no mistaking my baby belly and we are now starting to get things ready (the room, ordering furniture, painting, etc). He did finally let it all out the other night, but he's still struggling with it. For someone who keeps things inside too much, it's not easy to let it all go. I've been trying to reassure him that everything he's feeling is totally normal. I just think that with the hectic week we've been having, he needs some down time to get himself together.

To make matters worse, we found out today that my best friend's mom has been diagnosed with thyroid cancer. She had surgery to remove a mass from it a couple of weeks ago and they just got the results of the tests. This weekend is her grandson's Christening (my godson) and they are expecting 60+ people for a party. I don't know if the family will be up for any celebrating, but I'm not sure what's going to happen. She has to go back in for another surgery in a few weeks, then they will do a complete scan to make sure the cancer hasn't spread any where else. As long as nothing has spread, the prognosis is excellent. But, they won't know anything for sure for a while.
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