Everyone keeps asking me if I’m ready. I get it. It’s what’s going on in my life, but what exactly should I be ready for?
Utter exhaustion? Dirty diapers? Labor? No. No. And never.
We’re doing what websites and friends say to do to prepare for a baby. Classes. Some
reading googling. Organizing the nursery. But it’s impossible to be ready for something we’ve never been exposed to. Something that will change our lives in ways we can’t understand right now.
There was a time a few years ago when I couldn’t imagine being at this point in my life. But I’m here now and I’m more mentally ready than I ever have been. We’ll never be totally prepared. The time will never be perfect. But sometimes it’s remembering how far we’ve come, how much we’ve grown, to take that leap of faith and boldly say “yes, I’m ready.”
I’m ready to be open to the vulnerability that comes with being a parent. To be patient with the uncertainty. I’m ready to meet her and have new experiences during this one life we have to live.
And I’m very much ready to ditch the maternity clothes, eat sushi and have a glass of wine.