Everything is going to change, new parents tell you ominously. The life you knew before, where you prioritized your own well-being, will soon be a thing of the past. Sleep is off the table as is any sense of bodily autonomy for those of us who plan to breastfeed. You will have to adapt to a different version of yourself in order to survive.
Fine, I think. I am not that attached to this version of me anyway. In fact, lately, I haven’t been attached to anything at all.