A small but perfect village

Emily and Mark's baby is due mid-February, and the time is flying quickly. We're all busy buying things, ordering things, taking birthing classes and planning showers. But if I had one wish for Em--that money or time can't buy--it's for a cadre of women to talk to, share with and trust as she traverses those early months of motherhood. It makes me think of my sister Joanie, with whom I shared many hours on the phone when our children, born just weeks apart, were infants. Everything is so new to a NEW mother, including feelings that one might not have expected. Did I do the right thing? Am I good mother? Is it okay to wish for a few minutes to myself? Do I have to enjoy those 3 a.m. feedings every time? Will I ever catch up on my sleep...reading...work...exercise...you name it? Have you EVER seen a cuter baby?? I guess it's a kind of insecurity--the same insecurity that any new undertaking or adjustment engenders, be it a job, marriage or whatever. Especially when you want to do it well--better than anything you've ever done before. And Joanie is and always has been my hero, and I can only hope that I comforted her as much as she comforted and reassured me. So I'm happy that Em is going to mommy group meetings, taking classes and developing new mommy-to-be friends. It might take a village, but one best friend is pretty great.