Of course nothing could have prepared me for the euphoric, whirlwind, sleep-deprived joy that is the first year of parenthood. Except…you know, social media, which was awash in 3 a.m. “still up” selfies and diatribes about Ferberizing and weaning and crying about your last day of maternity leave. In other words, I was prepared for the sleepless nights; I was prepared for the insurmountable love; I was even prepared for the judgments and unsolicited advice. But here’s what I really wish somebody would have told me.