i’m so scared i’m going to regret this.

the insomnia is in full swing tonight and with that comes spooky thoughts. i know i wanted this. i planned and prepared for 3 years. my husband is in the same boat. but now there’s a tiny voice whispering “what if you thought you wanted this because you thought you were supposed to?” and it’s a little late for that kind of thinking yet here i am, laying awake feeling like i’m really gonna miss the life that i used to think i wouldn’t.

edit: thank you everyone for your kind words! there are too many to reply to all but thank you so much. i’ve laughed, i’ve cried, and i feel a bit more at ease especially after some sleep :)