It was not what I expected to feel. Emotionally distraught and confused are not emotions that are discussed post-birthing experience.
I felt like sleeping in separate beds was just another sign that our marriage wasn’t going to survive. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
When I was suffering from PPD, life felt so hard. So painfully, achingly hard that I thought I would die. I wanted to die. I could no longer breathe.
I know in the weeks to come, she may cry and beg to nurse. But I’ll stand firm. And I’ll take her into my arms…
Here are some concrete reasons why all women deserve time to rest and be pampered in the postpartum period.
Admitting you have postpartum depression and anxiety doesn’t mean you don’t love your kids or love being a mom.