I didn’t mean to crush their enthusiasm and joy. I didn’t mean to be a killjoy…but, before I knew what I was saying, it popped out…
“The first 3 months suck, but after that it starts to get better.”
Their faces changed. The excitement was erased, replaced with… Horror? Disbelief? Confusion? Fear? Annoyance?
I back pedaled, “I mean, err, aaa…It’s wonderful….it’s just the sleep deprivation that is hard…”
They gave me a half smile.
We moved on – in separate directions.
My husband was appalled.
JT: “Did you have to say that?”Hum…maybe he has a point. Maybe I shouldn’t have said it. But then again, I wonder…Why not? What is so horrible about what I said? It was hard. It did suck.
Me: “What? It’s true! The first three months are SO hard.”
JT: “I know, but you don’t need to tell random strangers that.”
It was also wonderful, magical, and full of unimaginable immense love and joy. But everyone talks about that.