I skipped my college graduation ceremony and unintentionally
got pregnant instead. Welcome to the real
world, said the real world. Here’s a
Of all the times to get pregnant! I had “dream job”
interviews lined up in Manhattan, a depleted bank account (thank you, unpaid
internships) and—oh yes!—I was just
dropped from my parents' health insurance. (This was back in 2008; before the
law was changed to accommodate the crippling recession I brought a child into.
It was stressful, for sure, but life has a funny way of
If there’s anything that rivals the sleep
deprivation of new motherhood, it’s the sleep deprivation of finals week. I was
so used to being up all night studying (or partying), that having a new baby
wasn’t as jarring as it could have been. If I had spent the next 10 years adjusting
to a healthy sleep cycle, those first few weeks would have been way harder.
College students are well-versed in the art
of napping. So while some new parents might find it hard to sneak in satisfying
catnaps during the day, it was totally natural for me. I could fall asleep just
about anywhere, anytime. Naps for everyone!
I was in go, go, go mode from the jump, fully used to being run ragged.
Morning sickness or a wicked hangover? I
was used to it.
It’s never easy to invite a new person into
your living space, but I had spent the last four years moving in and out with
roommates, adjusting to different living styles and making compromises. I had
no routine to disrupt, no “alone time” to miss.
5. A fluid
I was already in the midst of a massive
life transition when I had my son, and my identity was in a very malleable
place. To me, being an adult means being a mother—I know nothing else.
And all of the lessons I learned from
pregnancy and motherhood, the appreciation for my body, the mind-bending
experience of birthing a child, the deepening of my heart, all contributed to
my brand-new adult identity. I think I’m a better person because of it.
The thought of having a baby without a job
(or health insurance) was extremely
stressful. The job interview process was even worse. (I had one job scramble
for an excuse to un-hire me after I admitted I was “with child.”)
But bright side: When I started my
full-time job and actually started making cash, the cost of a baby didn’t feel
like a loss. It was all progress.
down inconsolable tantrums
I lived with four girls in one dorm room, OK?
too much on my plate
I went from juggling a full course load plus an
internship plus double waitressing shifts, straight into the juggling act of motherhood. I was in go, go, go mode from the jump, fully used to being run ragged. That’s the lifestyle I was used to.