When Hazelnut was a few weeks old I remember thinking, "Wow, it got better." Things weren't awesome, but I finally got a bit of a handle on this whole 'raising a baby' thing. I remember thinking, "I need to tell every new mama this! I can't believe it actually got better!"
So to the new mamas out there... don't worry... it gets better.
I've made a point to say that to all the new mamas about a week or so after their child is born. When we chat & I can hear the weariness in her voice... that's when I make sure to say, "It gets better."
The sigh of relief I hear afterwards. The "oh my goodness... thank the good Lord..." sigh.
It gets better.
And sixteen months in? It just keeps getting better! At first, you're just getting to a survival state. But after that... you soar! Yeah, it keeps getting tougher, too. But the good keeps getting better.
You see, you're tired & totally worn out now. But soon, he'll be rolling over. And then crawling. And then that glorious day when he grabs onto your leg and doesn't let go. Man, that's a great feeling!
Yes, it gets better. :)
1 comment:
Oh, I so agree. At 22 months, it feels better, and sometimes worse, all at the same time, thanks to toddlerhood. But yeah, totally better.
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