I only just noticed that my whole blog roll was gone and have no idea when or how that happened. But it’s back so I’m part of the community again! Sheesh.
So a friend of mine who has only one child by choice (age 3) asked the other day if I’m ready for a second. Here’s the thing that is getting me worried:
Before Gatito was born, I was expecting caring for a baby to be ridiculously, impossibly hard in ways I could not even imagine. By comparison (with my expectations? with other babies?) it was nowhere near as difficult as my expectations. This time around, in a spectacular show of neurosis, I am worried that I’m not worried enough and that, therefore the comparison with reality will necessarily be negative.
Come on, admit it: If there were some kind of competition for worrying, I would be a finalist, wouldn’t I? At least in the category of creative worrying?
Hey, I need a pseudonym for this baby. I’d like something Spanish again, but can’t think what. Suggestions (in Spanish or English) welcome!
Oh, and that reminds me. Gatito has invented his own language, called (and you’ll have to forgive me because I’m not sure on the proper spelling) Permititee Spanish. It’s kind of a cross between Spanish and English and funny rhymes and silly sounds and he is remarkably consistent in his translations. I.e., the word for “car” is always the same. Sadly, though he is a patient teacher, I am no better at learning Permititee Spanish than I am at learning to count to ten in Japanese.
Let’s see, here are some suggestions: Chiquita, Vida, Linda, Muchachita, Nena, Segunda.
You and Gatito should collaborate on a book in Permititee Spanish!
I couldn’t possibly collaborate because I cannot learn/remember it!
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Also: Hija or Hijita.
Do not worry about not worrying. It is both easier (you know what to do! Really!) and harder (juggling. Ugh.) but really, I thought overall much easier than the 1st time around, esp. with a 3 year old rather than a younger first kid.
I’m really glad he’ll be nearly 4. He’s grown and changed so much over the last year and is so much more ready to deal. Except that the most common thing heard around here is I CANT PLAY BY MYSELF!!!!!
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ha ha ha. I love that your worrying is often nice and abstract. Not specific concerns over the potential viruses on the fruit picked in some random third world country – but general, overarching worry. Keeps the ol’ OCD at bay…
Chiquitita? (sp?) — channel some ABBA?
perrito?
we used to call our 3rd baby taco john because he liked to be wrapped up tight in a blanket. he looked like a like baby burrito.
you really are a first class worrywart
Karina (doesn’t that mean darling?)
Amada (Beloved)
Don’t worry about the worrying. It’s our way of making sure we’re REALLY prepared by the time the baby gets here. And (not that I’m wishing this on you) but my second one *was* way more work and effort than the first one was….
You will not realize how easy one kid is till you have two. Two kids is hard hard hard. But worth it. Just hang on and have patience! It gets easier (so I am told…)