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I worry about making the right decisions for our family.
Which leads to worrying about the health of the baby.
Which makes me start to panic about the adoption process.
And then I freak out about if the baby will attach to us or not.
And...
You get the idea. All this fear and worry starts to snowball and next thing I know, I'm in a heap of tears. I consulted with my Iron Triad:
- The Man says this is my classic behavior. (I pause to acknowledge that Hubby is indeed correct about this. Whenever I care deeply and really want something, I get a bit neurotic about it. Not a trait I'm proud of, but he seems to love me in spite of this.) He gives me lots of hugs and reassures me that no matter what happens, we'll get through it as a family. (Big bonus points for The Man.)
- My darling friend C says that she experienced fears like this too before she gave birth to her beautiful girl. She says this is all part of becoming a parent. (For the record, she also said I'm very normal for having these feelings. That's why I love C!)
- And my Mom (who I whined to tonight) says those fears never go away and she made me feel better in a way that only your mom can. She says parents are worried and scared throughout their children's lives, but despite your worries, you have to move forward and make the best decisions you can at each point. I just have to keep going, one step at a time.
I'm not a fearful person by nature. What I am is incredibly controlling. Anytime I have been worried or fearful about something I systematically come up with a plan to address the issues that I'm concerned about. That eases my fear. It gives me control of the situation.
And there's the heart of my problem right now. In this process, I feel I have no control. And that makes me scared. Which is not like me.
Like Elizabeth said in a comment on yesterday's post "if I let that fear be the predominant motivator in my life, life sure wouldn't be much fun." She's right.
So I'm taking a little happy break right now. I've been diving deep into some fearful topics (attachment disorders, angry adoptees, etc.) which is probably adding to my worries.
I have to get back to my happy place. I need some "it's gonna be OK" adoption stuff right now. All flowers and hearts and puppies and rainbows type of adoption stuff.
That's my goal this week.
All suggestions welcome.
(One last note: saw this "sign" from the Universe tonight as I was burning brain cells thinking about this stuff. Walked outside and saw this beautiful sunbeam peeking out from behind the clouds. Thanks Universe. I needed that!)