The photo you can see above was taken the day I got home from the hospital, a week after giving birth to my son.
I look tired. I look happy. I look a bit dopey, (I was on a lot of painkillers.)
What you can't see in that photo is the shock.
I found the first six to eight weeks of parenthood to be quite shocking. I'd done all the research, and I write about parenting and birth as part of my job. But being thrust into the brand new role of 'mum' seconds after going through the biggest physical experience of my life, was way more intense than I ever imagined.
I'm now 10 months in, and I am so glad I didn't do this any earlier. What I mean is; I am so glad I waited until I was financially, emotionally, physically and romantically in a good place, before diving into this experience.
I've grown up hearing the phrase 'you can never be ready to become a parent' and that there's no 'right time.' Now that I'm a mum, I strongly, vehemently disagree.
Questions you have when you don't have kids: Sleep edition.
I get the sentiment that babies and children are chaos and they change your life in ways you didn't even imagine. You can never be prepared for that, no matter how much you read up on it.