11/07/2025
What would you tell your younger self?
Ten years ago…I would given anything to whisper advice to that exhausted new mom I once was. Back then, every milestone in the hospital felt heavy, every night awake felt endless (sometimes hopeless) and every tear was proof that everyone else must know how to do this except me. I adored those babies, but I didn’t savor the moment … honestly I don’t know how I could. I was just surviving.
A few weeks ago, a friend and I (both navigating life with older kids) we’re discussing what it’s like watching some of our friends go through this for the first time…we laughed over how we blindly learned on the job…and how family and friends probably smiled as they watched us figure it all out too.
Fast-forward to today…our sweet 5 months old is here and it feels worlds apart from that first newborn blur. His cries at 3 am. still tug at my heart and exhaust me, but they don’t break me. When my husband sleeps through the chaos, it no longer angers me…I’m grateful he can rest, tackle the big kids tomorrow, and be fully present when I need backup (which is often).
That old photo below…her tears, my quiet panic…it’s wild to think how far we’ve come. I’d hug that young me and say… chill out, you’re doing fine, and one day you’ll miss this sweet chaos even though that sounds insane right now ❤️
To every mom in the trenches… I promise these moments will pass in a heartbeat. And to anyone considering shaking it up with baby number three after all these years… go for it!! Consider those years of wisdom as your secret superpower. 😘