If we ever end up with a baby of our own, I will love it more. I won’t complain about the sleepless nights or endless crying. I won’t mind the weight gain and the pain of birth. I will embrace the exhaustion and the disruption and the chaos.
Because I will know with every part of my soul how lucky we are.
And before my momma friends and readers get up in arms, I don’t mean more than you love your child, I mean more than my inexperienced self would have.
I will love my baby more than a younger me who got pregnant without any issues would have. I will love my baby more for the struggle and the journey to get there.
I will love my baby more for teaching me to cherish what I have, to be resilient and that no, money cannot buy happiness.
I will love my baby more for teaching me how precious life is.