Brace Yourself

I feel like I heard "Oh just wait until..." throughout my entire pregnancy and now I hear it with my newborn. Wait until she's up all night. Wait until she has an up-the-back-explosion in her cutest outfit. Wait until you're in the middle of a public place and she is crying uncontrollably.

Sure. I'm well aware that every one of these things will probably happen. But I've found that every time I encounter one of the "wait untils" it's never half as bad as everyone makes it out to be.

Like immunizations.

Look who loves getting shots! Just kidding. And I swear I do dress my child in actual clothes...she's not half-naked all the time.

Oh just wait. She'll be screaming like you've never heard. You'll need someone to hold you because you'll be crying so badly!! Well call me heartless but I didn't shed a tear. It just wasn't that bad. She let out a few wails, but was asleep before we left the doctor's office.

I was gearing up all morning for the drama! And there wasn't any. Sure, she was a little fussy that afternoon, but by bedtime she was herself again and the next day you wouldn't have even guessed she was immunized (except for her awesome Barbie and Dora Band-Aids).

I'm not trying to toot my own horn (or my baby's) like we're something extraordinary. I'm just trying to say that while people will tell you all sorts of horror stories, more than likely, you'll be just fine. Yes, there will be tears. Yes, there will be poo. Yes, there you will be tired. But moms are made of something extra tough. You'll be just fine.