I hadn?t even given birth to my daughter when I received my first ?just wait.?  I was telling a friend at work that I was having trouble sleeping. In the 30th week of pregnancy, essentially housing a full person, turning over in my sleep was near impossible. I felt like I could not possibly get bigger, or more uncomfortable.
To my surprise, my friend?a mom of two?scoffed. 
?You think you?re tired now" Just wait.?
It would be my first ?just wait? of countless comments to come. As a first-time mom, I was desperate for good advice, looking to veteran parents to help navigate every new phase of keeping a tiny person alive. But I was floored by just how often I was hit with a ?just wait? remark instead. 
It would typically go something like this: I?d answer the question ?how are you doing"? with an honest answer: usually exhausted, usually having some challenges experiencing whatever new thing this week of motherhood brought, but soaking up every minute of my baby girl. The heart-bursting moments were plentiful, and more often than not, they made up for the momentary ?How did I get here"” thoughts I?d sometimes have, staring at an unrecognizable version of myself in the mirror. And then, instead of help or empathy, or even just an open ear, I?d get the ?you ain?t seen nothing yet? style of reply, either one-upping or dismissing my experience.
“Your boobs are sore now" Just wait until the cluster feeding starts.”
“She won?t nap witho...