Not feeling very maternal
Maybe it's hormones again, but I'm not really looking forward to the baby arriving.
Does anyone else have these feelings?
I was excited to get pregnant, amazed by the scans and thought the 3D pic of our baby girl was just gorgeous. But now I just keep thinking about the birth (a big scary and painful unknown), sleepless nights, pooey nappies, being a milk machine and being trapped in the house with baby mess everywhere.
My main experience with babies has been with my nephews. My sister has always been a bit of a complainer with very different boundaries to me. So I heard A LOT about how tired she was and how the babies wouldn't sleep. As her kids grew, the less the idea of having my own kids appealed. It was only about 18 months ago that her oldest two were diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome (kind of halfway betwen autistic and normal), which explained the worst of their behaviour. Many years ago my sister was mortally wounded when her sister-in-law called her kids "my little contraceptives" but that's how I felt too.
I have a lovely supportive partner, who is so excited about the baby and talks to my stomach all the time. He knows I'm scared about the birth but he doesn't think its such a big deal because his Mum had six kids. I'm just so worried that the baby will come out and I will just regard it as a burden.
I don't really have anyone to talk to about this. My Mum, who is a bit unpredictable because of chronic depression, raves about how she can't wait to hold the baby. She told me no one cares about me anymore, I'm just an incubator and everyone just wants to see the baby. Mum was a primary school teacher, which was the reason she gave for being so crabby at home. But we know now it was depression. She often laid out her troubles for me, the oldest, and a lot of it had to do with "you kids" who were expensive, demanding and stressful. Most of the time she was a great Mum but I got too much information from her too.
I've had a great life so far. I've had the opportunity to do so many exciting and interesting things because of my previous jobs and traveling. I'm worried that a baby means my life is over, even though my DP has already agreed that next year we'll take the baby to the top of Vietnam's highest mountain. (Mostly because the way the locals say the name sounds like "fancy pants").
I hope it's just hormones. I feel a bit better for having set it all out. Any advice would be welcome though, even if it is only to "get over it".