Sinking in

I had my teeth cleaned at the dentist the other day. As I was leaving the receptionist asked if I would like to schedule my next cleaning in 6 months. "Sure" I said. "I have every Monday and Thursday off so either of those is fine." Then it hit me. . . in 6 months I may not be working but I'll have a 2 1/2 month old baby! I excitedly said "I can't make an appointment because I'll have to find someone to watch the baby!"

I've known this change would be coming, but this was the first tangible thing that really began sinking the concept in. She isn't even here yet and already I need a sitter for her and I have no clue who that will be. This should be an interesting transition for us in so many ways. We have no family less than 45 minutes away and not many friends nearby either. I have a feeling Matt will just have to go into work late the morning of my teeth cleaning and crown placement on a cracked tooth. Hopefully my future local mom's or MOPS club will have some nice women who are in the same boat as us to help us with these little everyday things, and I would of course gladly return the favor.