It’s coming for you, as it came for me. It comes for us all. You can (over) prepare yet still be surprised, caught off guard, when it happens.
You might think you are ready, having known what to expect from the beginning. You got your groove back, maybe more than once. You carefully bent to fit the mold you admired. Dr. Sears or Dr. Ferber? Organic produce and food mill or Gerber from Kroger? Gymboree or Children’s Place? Permissive or restrictive? Surely, in any case, you’re now the Hands Free No Yelling sort. All the moms are doing it.
But maybe you’re not. Maybe, like me, you finally read one too many and decided: ENOUGH. I am not any of you. I am my own brand of Me. I am exactly the mom my little people need, the only mark I need to leave.