What I wish

 What I wish I could tell myself as a pregnant first-time mom…

You don’t have to know it all. You don’t have to be the perfect mom right away. You just have to love that little baby and you will, more than you can even imagine right now.

I’d tell her to stop stressing about the bottles, the swaddles, the schedules. None of that will matter when you’re holding them at 2 a.m. with tears in your eyes because you love them so much it hurts.

I’d tell her that she’s going to doubt herself, cry in the shower, and feel like she’s messing everything up. But she’s not. She’s learning. She’s growing right alongside her baby.

I’d tell her her body is beautiful stretched, tired, and powerful. That she’ll look back one day and realize she was never more incredible than she was right then.

And I’d tell her that yes, life will change. But it won’t just get harder it’ll get deeper. Softer. More meaningful.

Because one day that tiny baby will reach for you, say “mama,” and suddenly, every sleepless night, every tear, every moment of doubt… it’ll all make sense.