I am so sick of people always saying, “You’re tired now? Just wait till he gets here!” Or “Oh my goodness, you’re getting so big!” Like honestly, STFU. I realize it’s going to be hard to get some sleep when he’s here but I’ll be able to sleep in any position I like and find comfortable. And…


Yes, I had a baby young.

Yes, I am happy to have her.

No, she was not planned.

No, that doesn’t mean my life is ruined.

Yes, it makes life difficult at times.

Yes, I have to work a little bit harder to get around

No, I am not missing out on anything.

No, my life is not over.