Before I gave birth to my daughter eight years ago, I had no real experience with kids. I hadn’t been around many kids, never held a baby, and had no idea what goes into raising one. I wasn’t prepared, and I now realize that nothing anyone could’ve told me would have prepared me for the actual experience.   I knew that it would involve a lot of sleepless nights, but I didn’t know that for the first two years, my brain would feel like it was filled with cotton. I didn’t know that I’d feel like I was floating from one day to the next like a ghost haunting my…