If I had to sum up my postpartum experience in one word, it would be humbling.
During pregnancy, there is one extra weight you really want to keep off and that is the weight of other people’s expectations and opinions.
Even as your hands grow bigger than mine, even as you grow taller than me, even as you become more independent and stretch your wings further, you’ll always be my baby.
In a lot of ways, it feels like I’m a first-timer: It’s been twelve heckin’ years since I was pregnant last.
The world where lost pieces are much bigger and far, far more fragile than those little plastic ones now lost at the bottom of a toy bin.