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I don't have many regrets about my motherhood experience so far. But, I do have one thing I'm somewhat ashamed of. Something I did when my daughter was a mere 1.5 years old.
I fear I made her grow up too fast
At the time, it was survival
I know that. "Do what you've got to do as long as you're not hurting anyone else," I always offer to new moms. I didn't do anything wrong, but my memories don't feel quite right. Damn you, hindsight: You've made my first baby's "baby-ness" fade from my memories. Or maybe I'm just nostalgic for that sweet first year of brand-new motherhood that seems to have passed too quickly and the sweet 1-year-old who was there to lift me up and encourage me to keep going when I most desperately needed it.
I only hope I'm returning the favor to her each and every day.
