The Giant Red Finger from tonight’s finale said it best: Rosie is Number 1.
The problem is that she spends so much time worrying about other people’s needs that she sometimes forgets to look out for Number 1. This became increasingly evident as we got closer to the delivery date. As Rosie poured her heart and soul into helping other women, she seemed to be neglecting her own needs.
As it relates to newborn preparation, Rosie and I have developed a system over the years. She buys the nursery furniture, and I assemble the nursery furniture. She buys the baby clothes, and I tell her that she purchased the cutest baby clothes. It’s all rather simple. So where was the nursery furniture? Where were all the pink baby clothes? I’ve never been strong in psychology. So I’d be lying if I told you that I was clear on the exact issue. However, I knew enough to know that something was wrong. And like any of her clients, Rosie needed help.
As you likely gathered, it’s never easy to perform an “intervention” on the interventionist. I knew that the weather forecast would call for resistance…lots of resistance. However, the difficult (and somewhat awkward) process was absolutely worth it. Rosie was forced to confront issues that had plagued her for years.