Well it’s the end of another week and I find myself at the PC early on Saturday morning surfing blogland and watching England get absolutely dicked by Oz in the cricket (again!)
I have discovered something within myself this week – an incredibly powerful fear of anything happening to Vic or Fidget!
I was driving home from a meeting in Coventry yesterday listening to talkback radio on BBC Five Live and they were discussing miscarriage and the reaction that western society, the health profession and individuals have to it. As women (and men) were discussing their experiences I found myself experiencing a mixture of quite powerful emotions. These ran from terrible sadness at the loss that these people had suffered through to sheer panic that something should happen to Vic or Fidget.
I was talking to my Mum in NZ this morning about it and she was saying that I have been more emotional about having this baby that anything before in my life. Those people that have known me for a while will know that I’m not a particularly emotional person so this has come as a bit of a pleasant? surprise.
I guess that as most new parents do I’ve entered a new emotional phase in my life.
*hug* we all go through it