“Don’t be scared to walk alone. Don’t be scared to like it.”
No one prepares you for the sheer heartache that sometimes accompanies motherhood. No one, not a single person, thinks to tell you that your heart, so full of love and pride, will break from time to time.
They tell you about the first moment, about the feeling of euphoria that washes over you when you first hold that sweet little baby in your arms. They try to tell you, anyway. But once you’ve experienced it you know that no description by another could ever come close to capturing that feeling.
They tell you about the hard stuff. They raise the warning flags. They describe sleepless nights, sleepless days, feeding problems, colic, explosive diapers, and temper tantrums.
Oh, the temper tantrums…
They tell you to learn from their mistakes. They remind you to make time for you, to ask for help, to sleep when you can, and to reach out to your friends.
They mean well, these parents who pave the way. They want to help; they want to make this transition to motherhood as easy as possible for you.
But they never think to tell you about the heartache…