Baby is the size of an avocado now and I learned a little perspective

Well, today marks my 16 week point and baby has reached about 4.6 inches or the size of the avocado I am holding below. :) I cannot believe how fast babies grow!

This week I have started getting nervous about how I am even suppose to take care of this little person that Adam and I have made. I know that Adam and I are smart and that we will figure it out because we want the absolute best for our child but things like what sort of toys to I buy him/her? When do I switch to bigger toys? When can the baby use an exersaucer? What if I hate breastfeeding with the fiery passion of 7 hells? What if I just suck at breast feeding? How long should I let an infant sleep without feeding if they are not crying? There are just so many questions that I have to research and this is all on top of Adam and I needing to learn how to swaddle and change a diaper, bathe a baby, etc.

We have time...I know we have time. 24 weeks to be exact. So, things will come to us and what doesn't we will learn along the way but this feeling of "how the heck do I NOT screw this up" still lingers.

This weekend I had the pleasure of meeting a woman with a 2 1/2 month old. I feel bad because I pretty much dominated her time but her baby was freaking perfect and I really needed to know how she did it. She gave me TONS of tips and lessons she had to learn quickly and I must say I will be forever grateful to her. She also really opened my eyes to the fact that breastfeeding and diaper changes are the least of my worries in the "there are bigger problems in the world to face so get over the tiny problems that every new parent faces" sort of way.

Theresa got Placenta Cancer. PLACENTA CANCER!!! I had never even heard of such a thing but as I was talking to her I learned that she had just been deemed cancer free that very day. What a roller coaster though. She gives birth to a beautiful baby boy then a couple weeks later she is thrown into having to choose between a hysterectomy and chemotherapy. Being miserably sick or never being able to give birth to another miracle. Theresa chose chemo and about a month later she was cleared! Absolutely amazing. Not only did she get through all of this but she stayed positive and managed to raise an amazing baby. She learned all of his cries and all of the new parents tricks through it all. If she can manage that feat, then I have no room for complaints.

What an amazing and inspiring woman...