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And we're off
When I was in college I took a genetics class to fulfill my required science credits. Silly me decided that Biology 101 would be too boring. I didn't terribly in the class but it was certainly designed for science majors and not a Psychology major who was taking it "just because...".
Aside from making me a little paranoid that one day my genes could switch on something and my body decides "Hey, you're allergic to sun now, have fun." What I took away from that class was the thought that if I was going have children, I wanted to have my first child before the age of thirty.
As of today I am 21 weeks pregnant and in 15 days I will be 30-years-old. Close enough!
I'm actually very happy that I am having my first child now and not earlier. To be completely honest, it was not till about a month or so before we found out that I had conceived did I have this feeling that I am truly ready to no longer be selfish. I felt that I was mentally and emotionally in a place where I can-with the help of my husband-take care of another human being. To me, this feeling was very important. Yes, I still have my doubts about this life altering step. I am not saying that I have an abundance of over confidence that I will be the best mom ever. This will be a challenge. This will be possibly the biggest challenge that we will face. I feel that I am ready for all the frustrating, exhausting, thrilling, terrifying, funny, mind blowing moments that parenthood will bring. If it's not challenging, it's not worthwhile in the end. It's what I tell my husband constantly when he gets frustrated with a video game where he's dying over and over and over again.
I'm sure I'll be telling that exact same thing to myself many more times over the next 18 years.
Aside from making me a little paranoid that one day my genes could switch on something and my body decides "Hey, you're allergic to sun now, have fun." What I took away from that class was the thought that if I was going have children, I wanted to have my first child before the age of thirty.
As of today I am 21 weeks pregnant and in 15 days I will be 30-years-old. Close enough!
I'm actually very happy that I am having my first child now and not earlier. To be completely honest, it was not till about a month or so before we found out that I had conceived did I have this feeling that I am truly ready to no longer be selfish. I felt that I was mentally and emotionally in a place where I can-with the help of my husband-take care of another human being. To me, this feeling was very important. Yes, I still have my doubts about this life altering step. I am not saying that I have an abundance of over confidence that I will be the best mom ever. This will be a challenge. This will be possibly the biggest challenge that we will face. I feel that I am ready for all the frustrating, exhausting, thrilling, terrifying, funny, mind blowing moments that parenthood will bring. If it's not challenging, it's not worthwhile in the end. It's what I tell my husband constantly when he gets frustrated with a video game where he's dying over and over and over again.
I'm sure I'll be telling that exact same thing to myself many more times over the next 18 years.