"I can't tell you what to do. No one can. But as the mother of two children, I can tell you what most moms will: that mothering is absurdly hard and profoundly sweet. Like the best thing you ever did. Like if you think you want to have a baby, you probably should.
I say this in spite of the fact that children are giant endless suck machines. They don't give a whit if you need to sleep or eat or pee or get your work done or go out to a party naked and oiled up in a homemade Alice B. Toklas mask. They take everything. They will bring you the furthest edge of your personality and abso-fucking-lutely to your knees.
They will also give you everything back. Not just all they take, but many of the things you lost before they came along as well."
― Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
(Nothing like some Strayed-esque wisdom. I'm so happy/relieved, by the way, that
the Wild movie
comes out before the Hazelnut does. I can't wait to see it, and I understand that movie-going stops being easy once you have an infant to tote along with you.)