If you’re reading this, thanks already.

Below is a poem that I wrote while in the thick of the 4th trimester. If you enjoy this poem and want to read more like it, stay tuned for my very own Postpartum Poetry Book…coming soon.

To All The Moms That Came Before Me: I’m sorry..⁣
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To the mom with the newborn baby. I’m sorry. I should have asked how you were doing. ⁣
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To the mom dropping out of high school. I’m sorry. I should have never told you to consider your options. ⁣
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To the mom on the 16 hour flight. I’m sorry. I should have never rolled my eyes. ⁣
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To the mom behind me in line at the store. I’m sorry. I should have let you go ahead. ⁣
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To the mom with the postpartum body. I’m sorry. I should have never assumed you wanted to bounce back. ⁣
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To the mom formula feeding her baby. I’m sorry. I should have never asked you “why?”⁣
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To the mom with the raging toddler. I’m sorry. I should have told you that you were doing a good job. ⁣
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To the mom suffering in silence. I’m sorry. I should have known how hard it is to ask for help. ⁣
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To the mom with multiples. I’m sorry. I should have been more impressed. ⁣
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To the mom with minimal help. I’m sorry. I should have been part of your village. ⁣
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To the mom with the Pinterest style birthday party. I’m sorry. I should have applauded your efforts. ⁣
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To the mom with the snot-filled infant. I’m sorry. I should have known you’d been up all night. ⁣
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To the mom who cancelled her appointment. I’m sorry. I should have known it wasn’t your choice. ⁣
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To the mom working to provide for her family. I’m sorry. I should have realized the struggle of juggling it all. ⁣
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To the mom who said she didn’t have time. I’m sorry. I should have never claimed “no excuses”. ⁣
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To all the moms that came before me: I’m sorry. ⁣
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I should have understood. ⁣
I should have never judged. ⁣
I should have had a softer heart. ⁣
I should have told you.