I always knew I wanted to become a mum.
Now that I am one, I think back to the days when I wondered what it would be like... and I question 'Was it what I expected back then? Could I do better now that I'm here?' etc etc.
So I ponder.
I didn't really have expectations... which is probably a good thing because it's not what I imagined. The sleepless nights, pure exhaustion, constant worries and regular illnesses are part of daily routine. However, I must add before I depress too many friends... the warm fuzzy feelings, love and consistent home entertainment (without the need for a screen!) is delightful and I wouldn't trade it for all the wine in Tuscany... although perhaps I'd swap a bottle for a night or 2 off every 6-9 months ;)