Just You Wait

You know the 'just you wait'ers? The people who, no matter what you are doing right now, tell you that there's always something worse lying ahead?

If you are one of those people, I apologize. I'm going to talk about how obnoxious you are. 

They say these things because they know. They've been there. You haven't. So you don't.

Just wait until you get married and are tied down to only one person, then you'll be miserable.

You're married and it's fun now, but just you wait until you have kids. Then your lives are over.

You think the first trimester is bad? Wait until the third when you are huge - then you'll really be complaining.

You think you are tired now? Wait until the baby is here. You don't even know the meaning of tired.

You are ready for the baby to be here? Ha. Just you wait until labor. You'll wish that baby could stay in forever. 

You think having a newborn is hard? Wait until they start crawling - then your life is over.

They crawl fast huh? Well nothing compares to walking. You'll wish they never learned to walk.

You think toddlers are bad? Wait until you have teenagers!

Just you wait. Your life is going to get worse. I know these things.

Why do people do it? Is it cool to have this doomsday approach to life? Are they better because they are more miserable? I don't care what you are going through, the last helpful thing someone can say is 'it's only downhill from here.'

And the worst part, is people start to believe it. I am hearing more and more people make caveats that tells me that the 'just you wait'ers are sitting in the back of their mind. "I'm tired! BUT I know it's only going to get worse so I should get used to it." 

Is it so hard to say something like, "wow what a wonderful time in your life."? Or "the best is really yet to come." ?

I want to be like "suck it, 'just you wait'ers" - my life has only gotten better and better.

Being married to my best friend is awesome.

But having Olivia topped that.

I never felt better the entire pregnancy than those last few weeks. The day I went into labor was the best I felt the entire time.

Labor? Best day of my life. A breeze. I'd have a million babies to go through that day a million times.

I was more tired pregnant than with a newborn - you just don't sleep that well pregnant!

Olivia became so much more happy once she could crawl. She could finally get to the toys she wanted.

Once she walked, man did she get easier. Less lugging her around, more carefully watching her sweet steps. And a whole new world of games - chase, pushing things around, playing on cement.

We don't have a teenager yet (although she's working on it) but I'm choosing to believe that they are wrong on this one too.