A year ago today I had no clue. I went to the hospital, gave birth to my baby and was in awe with what the mind and body can achieve. And then it all happened so fast, without time to recover, from baby blues to identity loss, to breastfeeding highs and lows, from the pits of despair and loneliness to the biggest of loves - a love so pure, it needs no work, it just IS. A year down the line, I’ve had to work on my patience, my knowledge and understanding of postpartum realities (my body is raw and hurt, did they just send me home to take care of a brand new baby?!) anger, reflux, gag reflex, latching, thrush, rashes, fever, sleep regressions and button pushers, all working to make me a confident parent. I understand that matrescence takes 3 years, so I am a third of the way there, but if there’s one thing I’m proud of is bringing up this confident, happy baby that has so much to say already. The hardest part is yet to come, but @yosh_waa and I will grow with her, in our patience, in our habits, in the way we treat each other. Thank you, Alma for showing me how much insane, unconditional love my heart can take and how much my brain can regulate ❤️‍🔥 I should be so lucky to always be able to support and encourage you!