I don’t know what it is about becoming a parent, but at that point in my life my fears of death escalated, possibly stepping into the zone of irrational.
Now it’s a well-documented fact on here that I am in fact anally retentive well organised and I am fearing this is all combined into some kind of chemical change that occurs in your head when you become a parent.
I often wake in the night with sweats and palpitations in complete panic about the fact I may not wake up, only to find I did wake up and therefore I am being completely irrational yet again.
But its true I seem to panic over EVERYTHING .. this change for me if I am totally honest came about more so when it finally clicked in my head that I was in fact a responsible adult with bills, a mortgage …. and dear goodness … a family that relied on me to keep a roof over their head, food in their bellies and keep the wolf from the door.
So this got me thinking, I am surely not the only one that feels this way? am I?
Please tell me that there are people out there that have in fact felt this way too?
That on signing on that dotted line for that new home there is that scared bit of dread that you have no idea of the responsibility that you face.
When I purchased my first home I was with my first husband and it was scary but if I am honest I was more terrified after my marriage breakdown and I went off as a single parent to buy my own house.
The first night in that house, the night it legally became mine I was excited at the new chapter but felt so uneducated at what help there was out there if circumstances were not so rosy.
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