NYC and a Baby

 Living in New York City is already stressful enough, with the noise, crowds, smell of urine, constant sight of weird happenings, and ya know, the shootings. Let's not forget the hot subway during Summer, seeing naked strangers, seeing fights, and the constant "let's go or we're gonna be late" mentality that New Yorkers naturally have. Doesn't it make you want to leave your cushy town where everyone knows you and you have land and have never had to worry about seeing a man pee on the street? Maybe not.

On top of all the craziness that is my city, I now have a tiny baby growing inside me and the first thought that comes to my mind is "What if I go into labor on the train?? What if I have to puke while on my way to work??" These are questions I never thought I'd have to think about in Tennessee. Yes, I wanted a baby for awhile now, but I'm realizing that raising a child is hard, but raising a child in this concrete jungle full of crazy people will be even harder! I need a redbull. Oh wait,...I CAN'T HAVVE ONE! 

On the bright side, having a baby while in my favorite place on earth does feel quite whimsical. I smile thinking about pushing that stroller through Central Park or taking my child to my favorite library. It'll be quite a day when we make a trip to Time's Square and see all those bright lights and overly priced stores that trap tourists. Oh, when we can go to all the best museums and learn things we didn't think we would want to learn. It seems like a movie, but it's just my home. 

A dose of reality may be given to me when the baby is born and I feel like death. I'm sure at that point, going to Central Park will be the furthest thing from my mind! I'll be more focused on wallowing in my pain and stress, too distraught to care about the glamour of the city. To be honest, I'm a little afraid. I'm afraid I'll have a terrible pregnancy, that the labor will be too much, and that I'll suffer from postpartum depression.

I'm just a pregnant New Yorker who's terrified of giving birth in this strange city.

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