So I’m 27 now but when I found out I was pregnant with our first boy at 25, I was excited, scared, didn’t know what to expect with the labor and delivery and beyond but more or less excited. I got so much advice from friends, family,even strangers. Everybody was so excited for us and said “oh yeah I’ll be there when he comes” “I can watch him when yall need a break” the typical things friends and family do for each other right? Boy was I mistaken.

We went from having a pretty decent friend circle to having really nobody. No “village” to be found here. Ever since my husbands dad passed in a freak accident, his family has disbanded. Nothing like it was before his death. His siblings don’t even ask about their only nephews. I’ve never felt this alone in my entire life as far as “friends” and “family” are concerned. My family lives in my homestate 800 miles away so they help how they can but they can’t watch them when we need a date night or something. My husband has one or two close friends who I’ve tried to become friends with too but with the main one, the one he’s known basically his whole life who’s in love with him ,of course wouldn’t wanna be friends with the woman he got with and married instead of her. She always nice and cordial to me so we’ve never had any problems but I feel rejected sometimes, which adds to the feeling of loneliness.

Out of all the advice I got, no one warned me about the loneliness of motherhood.