This is Sean...
One of the most common things I have heard when I tell people that Rachel and I are expecting a baby (due by the way, two days ago--yep the due date has passed) is about sleep "Oh, you should get sleep now, because there's no sleep later!" We are definitely fearing and trying to prepare for this, but all the build up of hearing that led me to wondering in my own head: For how long am I not going to sleep? A week, a month, a year? My fears were becoming apocalyptic, what's next, the plague? How long, O God?!?
So one day in our birth relationship class (also known as "how not to get divorced class," coined by Rachel) I asked this: so how long am I not going to sleep for? Somehow it was a relief to hear the length of time with no sleep described in weeks, and while I know that's going to be more difficult than I can imagine, weeks without sleep definitely moved my fears from thinking about Egypt and plagues down to the ok, finals weeks over and over again, I can live through that.
So in all of this, Rachel and I are grateful that our good friends, our family, and our midwives haven't made us more afraid--and that somewhat ironically hearing that we would struggle to sleep more than 2 hours at a time for a few weeks was reducing my fears (of not sleeping for months, a year?) and even making us less afraid then, too. Even though I'm not excited for that not sleeping part, I do want to experience it, not to wish it away--seems like just part of being a parent with stories to tell and ears to listen to others.