Me, Too

I want to tell you how brave you are.

I want to tell you that you’re on the right path.

I want to tell you that you have what it takes.

I want to tell you that you really will miss this, but it’s okay to be frustrated/bored/overwhelmed anyway.

I want to tell you that you’ll definitely sleep again.

I want to tell you that at some point, it will get easier.

I want to tell you that you’ll laugh about it later.

I want to tell you how much you matter.

I want to tell you they won’t go to college in diapers/sucking pacifiers/eating only chicken nuggets/etc.

I want to tell you that you don’t have to keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I want to tell you all these things and more because I know you (and I) need to hear them.  But lately, I’ve been feeling a little shaky and uncertain and empty myself.  So I’ll do the only other thing I can do right now and tell you…

I see you.

I’m with you.

And me, too.

I hope you’re well right now. I hope you’re happy. And I hope you know you’re not alone!