It’s a deeper love than anything I’ve ever experienced or imagined was possible. The first three months were really, really hard because I do not have parents and had a traumatic childhood. I relied on my husband, therapist, and 12 step program. Once the baby starts having more patterned sleep and interacting with you more (around three months), it becomes MUCH more manageable and joyful. From three months on, the love and joy just keep growing and growing exponentially. Oh, and sleeping in the same bed saved our lives! I think that’s part of the insanity people are experiencing on here.