nobody
tells you, or if they do point out
that it's
gonna be hard, you kind of think
"Well,
I'm ready and prepared."
but the
truth is... you have no idea
how hard
it's gonna be
how the
world is gonna change
how you're
gonna look back and won't recognize
your old
self anymore; you're lost
in this
space where you miss your past
but don't
really know who you have become
regretting
all the worries you had,
because now
they seem small and unimportant
wishing
you'd enjoyed and achieved more,
because now
those goals you had
are on
hold, and plans change by the minute
everybody
else is making you feel guilty
because
they idealize motherhood,
but you
know there are days
where you'd
like an hour by yourself,
or even
just a moment to catch your breath
but most
days that won't happen,
especially
if nobody has your back
or you feel
too selfish to ask for help,
because
you'd feel guilty for not
enjoying
this ideal picture
and you
didn't think how lonely it can get
it takes
all of you to take care of a baby
drastically
growing in front of your eyes
you can't
help but wonder "when did this happen?"
and how the
time flies, wishing you could go back
and relive
some moments, like the moment they were born,
when they smiled at you for the first time, laughed for no reason,
sought
comfort in your arms and hugged you real tight...
it's you
they know and have known all their little lives
you are
their world and you try as you know how
nobody is
born to be a perfect parent
we all
learn as we go through
nobody is
ready for the bond that starts growing,
for the
love you feel and the days you never thought
would be
like this, but the sad or happy truth is
whatever
you are going through, this too shall pass
and become
a memory, and as they say "it will be hard,
but it will be worth it."
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