A Letter To Our Childless Friends

For so many years, I was the childless friend. I was the last one to get pregnant and I was the last one to have my son. Back then, I didn't get it. I didn't understand how they never had time and why they were always so tired.

Fast forward to having a baby of my own and it all made sense.

Your entire life becomes consumed by the needs of a tiny human. And while we're at it, babies don't discriminate – they don't care what time of the day or night it is. The thing is you don't really get it until you've been there and done that. Until you're up all night and then have to go to work the next day, it's hard to understand.

One mom wrote a letter to her friends without children. I can totally relate to this and it's definitely a must-read. You can check it out on the next page.

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