It's simple. I'm overwhelmed.
I have a house to keep clean (and I'm not always successful in that endeavor), and a preschooler to keep up with. As well as a baby to prepare for, and I'm always tired (mostly from not sleeping well at night).
One project only leads to another, and while we finally are getting the things we need for the baby, nothing is ready. My husband keeps telling me we have two months, we have tons of time, and to relax.
But I can't relax. I am so stressed because of this procrastination. I feel like I'm dropping the ball because these things are not being taken care of.
But I can't rearrange our bedroom to fit a pack n play. I can't rearrange beds to put a crib up. And anyone who knows my mechanical skills.... I can't put crib together. At least for the safety of the child, I shouldn't.
I also have severe apprehension about having our two children share a room. It has nothing to do with one being a boy and the other a girl. They're too young for that to make a difference.
My misgivings are because my daughter is overly helpful, and I'm afraid one night she's going to try to "help" and it's going to hurt the baby. Either by what she tries to give him, or by trying to crawl into bed with him or get him out herself.
I keep trying not to worry, I know it's not healthy, but I'm finding myself consumed by it. Everything that needs done that I'm not doing or can't do, all the things that can go wrong. I don't want to start an argument with my husband, because he's all ready having to deal with my crazy hormones. Small things have gotten me snippy with him, and I have had to make a conscious effort to respond to things, not react. But all of these concerns that keep running through my head, has me near panic and barely holding myself together to function from day to day.
I don't know how to control my stress right now, it feels more like it's controlling me. I think I need to go soak in the tub, read, and try to decompress.
I have a house to keep clean (and I'm not always successful in that endeavor), and a preschooler to keep up with. As well as a baby to prepare for, and I'm always tired (mostly from not sleeping well at night).
One project only leads to another, and while we finally are getting the things we need for the baby, nothing is ready. My husband keeps telling me we have two months, we have tons of time, and to relax.
But I can't relax. I am so stressed because of this procrastination. I feel like I'm dropping the ball because these things are not being taken care of.
But I can't rearrange our bedroom to fit a pack n play. I can't rearrange beds to put a crib up. And anyone who knows my mechanical skills.... I can't put crib together. At least for the safety of the child, I shouldn't.
I also have severe apprehension about having our two children share a room. It has nothing to do with one being a boy and the other a girl. They're too young for that to make a difference.
My misgivings are because my daughter is overly helpful, and I'm afraid one night she's going to try to "help" and it's going to hurt the baby. Either by what she tries to give him, or by trying to crawl into bed with him or get him out herself.
I keep trying not to worry, I know it's not healthy, but I'm finding myself consumed by it. Everything that needs done that I'm not doing or can't do, all the things that can go wrong. I don't want to start an argument with my husband, because he's all ready having to deal with my crazy hormones. Small things have gotten me snippy with him, and I have had to make a conscious effort to respond to things, not react. But all of these concerns that keep running through my head, has me near panic and barely holding myself together to function from day to day.
I don't know how to control my stress right now, it feels more like it's controlling me. I think I need to go soak in the tub, read, and try to decompress.