Terrified

Yes, quite easily, terrified. At the thought of raising children of my own, I'll have help of course. Me and mine will do this together. But, if a child was placed with me, with the expressed expectation that he or she is now my charge scares me so completely. I know that should I come by my children naturally as I hope, I'll come to know them and the responsibility will be great none the less, but I'll have come upon it slowly, naturally, rather than all of a sudden. Yesterday while I waited for the bus, having just missed the one prior, I thought of our future children and was terrified and so I blog. As history to look back on and see my naivete and laugh or cry, I suppose. I'm no less excited at the definite prospect of our children, I'm just equally aware of the responsibility of it all, simultaneously. I look forward to them.