When I was 16, Steph taught me the proper way to play beer pong.
When I was 24, Steph called me up to tell me “I’m pregnant!”
Beer pong was off the agenda for a while.
Always the one to overthink and relentlessly analyze a situation, I was left to wonder: What did this mean for our friendship? How was her life going to change? How was my life going to change? Would her kid call me “Auntie”?*
*(The answer to the last one is an absolute no. Nor would he call me Aunt Theresa. Because that’s too hard to say. In fact, he’d say my dog’s name before mine, but that’s a story for another time.)
We had nine months to figure out the answers to all of those questions. And I had nine months to understand all things diapers, breast feeding, and car seats.
In the last 3 years, my best friend has been pregnant, raised a baby boy into a toddler, and announced she was pregnant again. In the last 3 years, here’s what I’ve learned…
How to find any random baby item on the internet
What makes a high chair most effective
What “puffs” taste like
It’s impossible to pump in a bathroom stall
What makes a show “late night feeding” worthy
Every cry means something different
How to stencil and paint DIY art projects
Shiny jewelry goes in the mouth
Do NOT disturb nap time
Reading the same book 106 times is normal
How to shop for onesies, toys that are fun but also educational, and diapers
When your best friend becomes a mom, you become more than a best friend.
You’re a therapist (Yes, it’s okay he’s not sleeping through the night yet, Google says it’s normal and expected).
You’re a cheerleader (Hell yeah you showered today!).
You’re a chef (Always bring food. That is all).
You’re a snuggle buddy for two now (Baby cuddles!)
You’re an auntie (Or, in my case, Aunt TT).
You’re the paparazzi (Yes, I do have over a hundred photos of her child on my phone).
And most importantly, you’re the one who remembers that she’s more than a mom. She’s your best friend.
When your best friend becomes a mom everything changes. But it’s up to you to embrace that change and move with it. I don’t know if I’ll ever have kids of my own. I don’t know how to properly swaddle an infant. But I do know a heck of a lot about what it means to truly support someone through their pregnancy and the ever crucial first few months of their baby’s life. And most importantly, I know that your heart explodes when your best friend becomes a mom.
By the time this article goes live, she’ll be a mom times two! And I’ll be a godmother. Can you imagine how amazing that is?
So what happens when your best friend becomes a mom? Your heart doubles in size, that’s what.