Do you remember the first few weeks of being a parent?
Do you remember what you were thinking? How you were feeling?
Were you overwhelmed with love the second you saw your baby? Or did you look at that screaming, squashed-up, purple face and think, “Holy shit, this is SO IRREVERSIBLE.”
Or is it all a blur because Mother Nature, that tricky bitch, makes us go a bit soft in the head so we forget the horror and go back for child number two? Honestly, if we were fully lucid during the child-bearing years, civilisation would’ve died out. But, somehow, we survive on exactly zero sleep, we look permanently horrendous, we deal with oceans of poo and survive years of heinous, epic tantrums… and we love it.