I don’t know what’s going on in my life lately, but I know so many people who are about to have babies – all but one of them for the first time. Two of them are going to be my nieces! Just. Can’t. Deal.
I am for sure done birthing children. But it makes me think back to when I was having my boys and what it was like.
It’s a crazy thing, to give birth. You grow a little human inside your body for months, selflessly letting its presence alter your food preferences, sleeping habits, emotional capacity, foot width, ability to balance or think straight. And then the world acts like it’s no big deal to shove it right out of your body (“Women have been doing it for centuries!” “Your body was meant to do this!”).
Can we all just be honest with these women? Growing a human is hard work. Birthing a human is hard work.