As I stood in the Parenting aisle of Barnes & Noble, I noticed a woman with an expectant glow, her belly round and full of promise. She was flipping through “Baby’s First Year,” pausing to absorb pieces of advice. I had my own little one with me—a cranky toddler who was clearly not in the mood for book browsing. I smiled at her, then returned my own book to the shelf.
“What’s it really like?” she inquired, her eyes filled with curiosity.
I remembered pondering that very question not too long ago, when my own heart and belly were brimming with anticipation. But at that moment, as I stood with a child suffering from an ear infection, hunger pangs, and a missed nap, I wasn’t exactly in a position to offer a polished answer.
“What do you mean?” I asked, trying to deflect.
“Being a mom,” she clarified, closing her book and looking at me expectantly.
Did she really think I could provide that insight? Here I was, hair a mess, wearing a wrinkled sweatshirt and comfortable jeans, with a toddler in mismatched socks and—oh no—was that cheese in his hair? Yet, she continued to wait for my response. My thoughts raced.
What’s it like to be a mom? It’s like… sore breasts and tired eyes, with enough coffee to sink a ship but still feeling lost in a fog. It’s the first night home, the anxiety that keeps you awake, only to find that dawn brings a small victory and a flicker of confidence. It’s the panic that grips you over a scraped knee and that overwhelming instinct to protect your child at all costs.
It’s a day that feels interminable, longing for bedtime, yet cherishing the moments when they fall asleep in your arms. It’s tiny feet, meager meals, and colossal messes. It’s dreams of their futures—college, careers, weddings—and the countless sacrifices you’re willing to make to ensure their happiness.
In that moment, my heart swelled. “You know,” I said, “it’s an experience unlike anything you can prepare for. But trust me, you’ll be ready for it.”
It wasn’t the most eloquent response, but as she walked away, I hoped it was reassuring enough. She didn’t need a cautionary tale or my personal struggles; she just needed the certainty that she was prepared for this new chapter.
And the joy radiating from her face told me she absolutely was.
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In summary, being a mother is an indescribable journey filled with challenges and joys that cannot be put into mere words. It’s a transformative experience that prepares you for a love beyond what you can imagine.