Scott has been out of town on work all week and got home tonight. Part of his day included a 6 hour drive home. WAY to much time for him to over think and over analyze. By the time he got home he was in full-on freak-out about becoming a parent.
Now, I know becoming a parent comes with all kinds of fears and concerns. My concerns tend to fall into the "I hope I don't mess them up emotionally/mentally" while Scotts tend to lean more towards "I hope I can provide the financial/material needs". Both are equally important, but me being a girl it's easy to focus on the joy of parenthood and feel some semblance of sanity. Scott being a guy and thinking like a guy and compartmentalizing everything does not.
Scott loves kids. He wants kids. But like clockwork, every time we are a day or so before the "trying" stage he hits this spot. However, I KNOW that when we realize we aren't pregnant, he will be really disappointed.
So on a monthly basis, I get to remind him of this. I thought girls were supposed to be the emotional ones?!?!
Thankfully he is back in his happy head space of balancing the excitement about a prospective baby with all the scariness babies bring too.
I need a bubble bath. Or at least some kind of wife award. Comforting can be exhausting!
But I know that I will have my freak outs, and Scott will be the one to talk me off the ceiling, and help me focus on what matters and what I really care about. That's why we love each other. We are an awesome team. Maybe we should get jerseys...