It’s not the baby

 It’s not the baby.

It’s not ever the baby.

It’s the fact that we were never meant to do this alone.
It’s a world that praises how fast you can “bounce back” instead of asking how your heart is.
It’s trying to pour from an empty cup because there’s no paid leave to give you time to heal.
It’s the way your body still aches from bringing life earthside while your mind spins from all the opinions thrown at you.
It’s the whispered “shoulds” and sideways glances that make you question if you’re enough.

Motherhood was meant to be shared.
Loved on. Held up.
Not picked apart.
Not judged.

So no, it’s not the baby.
It’s everything else.