Thank you so much for all the comments. I thoroughly enjoy reading them. The Cisneros family brings about an interesting point of view that I've been pondering. The whole pregnancy process is easier on the man. We can tune it out if we want, and focus on other things and not have a constant moving and kicking reminder with us all hours of the day. There's no question it's easier for men. Being a guy rocks. But I don't think it's an entirely accurate assumption to say that I calm my own nerves by simply not thinking about the baby coming. In fact what I should have said was that the more I think about it, the more excitement and happiness I feel rather than nervousness or concern.
One of Stephs favorite conversation pieces for me is to hit me with every hypothetical question she can conjure up about what if our kid does this or that or causes all manner of chaos. And I humor her every time and answer each scenario. But I think the thing we all have in common as good caring people, parents or not, is that we know what values we admire and think are important. And from what I've seen, the biggest difference between good parents and mistake prone parents, is patience and conviction to the values that make them good people. And whenever I do feel nervous, it's from hoping I can keep that in mind when the going gets tough. I've seen kids give their parents strength. Every parent I know has talked about how children open your eyes and give you focus. Beneath the surface, Steph knows better than to worry about things she can't control. And I think she has every reason to be a very confident mother to be.
Jess, it will be nice to see you and show off my new son. You can spend all the time you want with him, but he can't see you on a dance floor until he's old enough. Kristin, your vote of confidence is always welcome, confused or not. You talk about Mary testing your ability as a parent as if it's all in the past. You're going to have a teenage daughter someday. I'd like to see a blog about that.
Also, I must apologize to anyone who thinks I am rambling. Sometimes I wonder if you all just come to stare at belly pics. I don't get to communicate as much as I'd like with the important people in life like friends and family. It's mostly the people I work with. But I am constantly thinking about this kid coming. I may not have nerves of steel, but I am trying.