Diapers...what diapers?

Do you ever wake up at 4AM with butterflies in your stomach and fly out of bed thinking of all of the things that you have to get done before (fill in the blank) ___________ ? I posted yesterday about all of the "to do" lists that seem never-ending in business and personal lives. But,what happens when you throw another couple big things onto the list - for instance, prepare home for a newborn and figure out an "exit" strategy for work, i.e. maternity leave.

I blogged some exciting new happenings a few weeks ago. This is funny, because we've been preparing our minds for the adoption process, but we haven't actually considered what really happens when we bring a newborn home. Theoretically, we won't have nine (ten)  months to figure out what baby needs, what needs to happen to our house, and so on. As we've discovered...there may be a scenario where we only have 24 hours to prepare our lives for a newborn. Panic mode begins and suddenly things that you would have considered yesterday aren't really a priority today. Kind of like that e.mail you just received from Amazon telling you that the Metallica CD you purchased in 2003 now has a free download for you. What the foxtrot, I can't listen to Metallica with a newborn in the house. Or can I? :)

Yes, these are HOLY SH*T moments...when you've discovered that while you've created an adorable (gender neutral) nursery with some eclectic pieces that make you smile, you haven't done diddly squat for preparing for an actual baby. Seriously, this is the current condition of the "nursery" - do we look ready to you? Yeah...not so much.

Back in the "olden" days they just put a baby in a dresser drawer to sleep, right? And diapers...what the hell are we doing for diapers? And...there will be no breastfeeding, so what does the kid eat? Are you feeling my panic? My husband doesn't really share the same panic. I think this is because he's already imagining himself and the kiddo in the yard -  hitting golf balls, baseballs, footballs, etc. He's not really into this "oh what will the baby sleep in" thought process. Which means I have to. I'm not too worried about his lack of panic over the preparedness because he doesn't care if he wears the same clothes for four days in a row...why would he care if the kiddo has something to wear?! :)

So, regardless of what happens in the next few days, I will be ready for anything at this point! A few good panic moments are normal, right? In the meantime, I would love some feedback from veteran Mommies! :)

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