My breakdown last night . . .

Okay, so last night I'm just sitting in my recliner, enjoying my day because it was the first in a long time that we'd just been able to relax, and then it hit me. Emmy was moving a ton and I love feeling her move (though she is getting a bit more rough these days) but yesterday I kept remembering how everyone told me that I'd miss her movements when she was born . . . Well, that had me jumping from "I love it when she kicks" to "One day, not only will she not be inside me and with me every minute of the day, but I'm going to have to LEAVE HER somewhere!!!" Oh. My. God. I was a basket case. I went to find Scott and told him what I was thinking and I just started bawling. He was soo good too, he just hugged me and rubbed my back and told me that I should talk to my sister and maybe some other friends who've gone through the same thing recently to see how they handled it. He said that pretty much everyone does this and it was going to work out just fine. See, for the first year, Emmy will be with someone we just pick out of the available resources but then she'll be staying with my mom which will ease SO much of this anxiety! I just can't believe the vehemence of my reaction last night. I haven't cried like that in FOREVER!