While I was pregnant, I had constant cravings for Taco Bell. ...and it was bad. I probably would have done just about anything for a Crunchwrap. Why? ...who the Hell knows. Pregnancy cravings are funny that way.
(this is not a joke)
Most nights, I would dream about Taco Bell. In every dream, I'd get in my car and get ready to go to Taco Bell. I'd be all excited because I was finally getting to have it. Every night, I would wake up right before getting my food. This pissed me off.
I thought it would end when I had the kid...and it did...but not without a final goodbye.
One night...right after having Xander, I had a dream about Taco Bell. I was getting in my car to go to Taco Bell. In my dream I said to myself, "No more dreams about having Taco Bell! Now that I've had the kid, I get to have it for real and satisfy that craving!"...only to wake up again without Taco Bell. That's some cruel shit right there....
A Small Warning
While Simon and I are doing this to keep our friends/family/acquaintences in the know and so that we can remember the experience - we know that a great many people forget the insane emotions that go through them at a time like this. They remember joy, nervousness and excitement but tend to forget things like annoyance, anger and exhaustion. This is also a little bit of an experiment for us as well as (hopefully) a bit of reality for someone else out there who wants a bit of a real play-by-play of the emotional rollercoaster of childbirth and parenting. ...granted, I know that my experience is only one...but hey...still worth trying.
That said, not all of this blog is going to be happy and shiny. There will be some real, raw emotions here and we're going to express them pretty openly. We hope that this doesn't make anyone feel as if we're in any way unhappy about the birth of our son or that we're somehow not excited or don't love him. For us, this is the reality of things that people don't really talk about or express. I think that is extremely important to remember.
We may use foul language. ...you're warned.
That said, not all of this blog is going to be happy and shiny. There will be some real, raw emotions here and we're going to express them pretty openly. We hope that this doesn't make anyone feel as if we're in any way unhappy about the birth of our son or that we're somehow not excited or don't love him. For us, this is the reality of things that people don't really talk about or express. I think that is extremely important to remember.
We may use foul language. ...you're warned.
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