Sacrifice
We made our first child-related sacrifice yesterday. Actually, it was more Cat's sacrifice than mine.
We traded in Cat's Tacoma. See, the truck was just not going to cut it as a "family car". There was little chance we could even fit a childseat in the extended cab. And even if we could fit one, we didn't feel that was a safe option.
I'm surprised at how sad I was to see the truck go. I really thought he'd own that thing forever. Seriously. Like, even after it died? He'd build a shrine for it and keep it on display, telling heartfelt and bittersweet stories about all the fond memories he had with his beloved truck.
Let us all pause for a moment of silence for the passing of the truck.
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Ok. On to the new addition to our garage. We now have a '99 Toyota 4-Runner. I'm sure we will grow to love the 4-Runner as we loved the truck. It will just take a little time.
The 4-Runner is a silver 5-speed manual 4 wheel drive. It has leather seats. Does anyone know how well baby puke cleans off of a leather seat? Should we consider covering those things up? It has a moon-roof, which is my favorite thing about it so far. Cat drove it to Hollister last night and reported that it went up and over Pacheco pass with ease (better than the truck). It also has loads of space for things like a baby, a diaper bag, a stroller or two, a portable playpen, toys.....and whatever else goes with a baby when a baby must go somewhere.
I talked to my mom last night and she asked me if I felt that we had suddenly been thrust into the adult world. The answer to that is YES. I mean, I thought we were adults. Well, mostly. We have jobs and we pay bills. We have responsibilities and stresses and all that stuff you think of when you think of adulthood. At least I thought we did. But now that we are getting ready for our first child, I realize that what we've had is "adulthood lite".
One benefit of the timeframe of human gestation is that you have enough time to sort of realize how much your life is going to change and then you sort of have enough time to prepare for it. When I say "sort of", I'm referring to approximately 10% of the impending change and about 5% of the time to prepare for it. This morning I woke up and had a moment of semi-panic thinking about how the baby is going to be here in the end of August and I still have my elliptical trainer in the nursery. OH MY GOD! The elliptical trainer is still in the nursery! How will we ever be ready for a baby?????
Deep breath. Deeeeeep, deep breath.