Wedding planning is in full force, which I think by nature means ‘begin panic mode’. I’m on my second of I’m sure many wedding nightmares. They are all different variations of the same dream I’ve had over and over the last few years about pregnancy. In these dreams I get pregnant and the baby comes with no preparation at all. No baby shower, no baby shopping, no baby-name picking, no nothing. I am trapped with this baby that I am entirely unprepared for.
The last baby nightmare, Guy and I drove up to Danny Zeck to pick out a baby to adopt. When we sat down to sign the adoption papers they let us know that it was our lucky day, this deal came with two other babies – we had chose triplets. Immediately we realize that we do not have a single diaper for these three babies, we didn’t have any car seats, any bottles, or any cribs. I’m obviously struck with panic and rush to Wal-Mart, but I have no car seats to take the babies with me, so what am I to do? My step-father suggests I put them in buckets and I agree. Over the next few days everyone that comes by to see them (bringing no gifts) asks their names, and my answer is I HAVE TRIPLETS, I’M BUSY – I DON’T HAVE THE TIME TO NAME THEM.
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Now that the wedding is just four months away I’m having these dreams only in the wedding variation; no photographer, no cake, no flowers and messy hair. I think I am really doubting my ability to accomplish anything of importance. My subconscience is saying, “There’s no way you can raise a child to become a loving, compassionate person that gets good grades and uses their blinker if you CAN’T EVEN FIND TIME TO PICK OUT A NAME.”
Liz is a just a mom trying to keep it real about how little she sleeps, how often she gets puked on and how much she loves them. You can find her here every day writing about real-mom moments.
Kitten,
Stop worrying! When you have a baby, you know I’ll ride in on my white horse and take care of everything. No grandbabies of mine are riding in buckets. I promise.
And I kept my promise. Neither of my grandmonkeys has ever ridden in a bucket on my watch.