A BABY???

So I think I had a "moment". I mean, I've had a lot of "moments" lately, but I'm not talking about those pregnant moments like the time I couldn't decide whether to vomit or pass out, so I just cried, or the time I got so completely overwhelmed by choices and smells in a cafeteria that I had to just go sit down and cry while Clay brought me food. Not those "moments". The other kind. The good kind, I think.

Yesterday, I had a regular dentist check-up. I hate the dentist, but that's beside the point. At the end of the visit, they always go on and schedule your next appointment for 6 months out. So the kind lady is looking at her calendar, and tells me it seems that my next appointment should fall sometime around Christmas. She has an appt. available for December 28. My head quickly fast-forwarded to December, and something weird popped up. A BABY, you guys. I've been aware for some time now that I'm pregnant, but it's still slowly sinking in that the pregnancy will result in me having a BABY. So my mind suddenly goes on overdrive. A dentist appointment? With a baby? What do I do? How does this work? Who will keep the baby? It's too young for daycare. Clay will be at work. My parents will be in Florida. Do I skip this appointment? As all of this is going through my mind, I'm stammering something to the poor technician about "uh...um....well.....er.......uh.........." She quickly sees my dismay and assures me that I can bring the baby with me to my appointment. It's a small friendly office, and apparently the receptionist is quite used to baby-sitting during moms' appointments. I somehow manage to agree to the date, and then she asks the time. You guys, this is NOT ALL ABOUT ME anymore. What in the world? What time of day will be best for my baby? Will I be able to feed her and get her settled before the appointment? What time of day will she be sleepy? Fussy? We are talking about a real other life here that I really have no control over. And yet, I'll be responsible for it.

Obviously, I had myself a "moment". In retrospect, I think it was a really good moment. I laughed about it with Clay last night. He laughed at me, and was all like, "YEAH, you're going to have a baby! Isn't that what this is all about??" I think he only laughed because he hasn't had his own "moment" yet.

In other news, I think I might be starting to feel the tiniest flutters of life in there. I'm not quite positive, but I'd say it's pretty likely.