If I am doing this correctly, I’d say the new life ahead of me, starting April 4, would be the start of my adventure, with a terrifying leap. The picture describes a skeleton, making a hole in the ground, sucking a man in. All his friends are worried and reaching for him, yet it is too late. I would understand that feeling all too well the minute I had my baby. Except stop. Hold on. Although I am excited to go down a new path in life, I also feel that pulling feeling where I am leaving everything I knew, including myself down the drain, or skeleton hole. As my baby is a newborn, so am I in the sense. Except everyone around you expects you to just take on the role so diligently and with ease. It is not that simple, And the fact that people think it is, are shallow, because when is anything life altering easy to do? I am not going to sit here and lie, I’ve cried more in my life with this bundle of joy in it, then I ever have before. I am extremely overwhelmed and feel I’m taking the brunt of this change. But it also tell myself daily, one day at a time, it will get better and you are loved and supported. So though I still feel sucked into that hole, this is the start of a terrifying leave, and ready or not, I have to embrace this adventure.