Three legitimate fears
What? It’s 2013? Christmas was a week ago? It feels like it was about 3 days ago. I basically feel that way about the last 6 months of my life. Where did it go? If a toddler didn’t speed up time enough already, this pregnancy pushed things into super drive.
I haven’t even had time to really sit back and think about my New Year’s resolutions but I’m thinking of updating that do before #2 list to the side and actually doing them, for one. And then just working on finding my new groove as a mom of two. I feel like I was getting so good at balancing everything and them BOOM… knocked up and it hasn’t quite been the same since.
But it’s ok, new year and time to start fresh. And three months to go to get some things back in order before they all get jacked up again.
For today, I’m gonna continue my 30 Things My Kids Should Know About Me series by responding to prompt #2: Describing three legitimate fears of mine and how they came to be.
1. Spiders. I’m terrified of spiders, it doesn’t matter how small they are, I think they have the capabilities to kill me. I don’t know how this came to be. Maybe watching Arachnophobia at an inappropriate age, or my mom showing me potatoes with roots sprouting from it, shaking it at me saying “look, spiders!!” Either way, I’m still scared til this day.
2. I have a fear of making the wrong decision. As vague as that seems, it makes me so indecisive. It can be as small as fearing ordering something new off the menu and not liking it, or as big as fearing when to have another kid, or worrying I’ll later regret working so much while my kids are young. I’m not sure how this fear came to be.
3. Zombies. Does that count as a legitimate fear? If not, on a totally different note, I have a fear of praying in public. I’m not afraid of public speaking but public praying freaks me out. I’ll do it when asked but I usually won’t volunteer. When my family started going to the LDS church I felt “behind” in a lot of ways since many of my friends had grown up going. I think my fear stems from that.
I can blame my fear of zombies on The Walking Dead… Which I’m totally caught up on now by the way.
And there you have it. I know, I’m weird.