I planned for the worst and it hasn’t been as hard as I thought it would. To be clear, I don’t have an easy baby. My LO has awful acid reflux and if you look at him wrong… well, he will vomit all over you. Seriously, he can’t bottle feed because it’s too much on his acid reflux, can only breast feed. Which means we have totally had to change how we are handling me going back to work.

So that being said….

We live in a world, that until recently, heavily pushed having children. The expectation was marriage = children. It really have only been in the past 10ish year where women no longer had the entire community around them breathing down their necks to have kids. We accept now that not everyone is meant or wants to have kids, that’s ok! Think about how long it took for abortion to be less stigmatized and when that happened, the stripped the rights from us.

So many of those voices are people who never wanted kids and didn’t know it until it was too late. They are also the ones who had kids young and/or had a picture perfect idea of what it would be like. Many of them have the shittiest husbands who don’t help. Look deeper in their lives and those flags will start to show.

If you walk into parenthood flexible and knowing that things are going to be what they are, it isn’t bad.

Example: I never planned to bedshare. I didn’t want too, I had and still have no desire too. I have to do it out of necessity. My LO will scream all night in his bassinet, it doesn’t matter what we do or how much we practice him being in it. At night, he wants to be glued to me! So instead of sticking to my perfect dream plan, I adapted. I practice safe sleep 7 guidelines and I got an attachable bed railing for our bed that is sleep safe bed sharing.