30.5.2019 12:00 pm
The fight against postpartum can be life or death, the feelings are powerful and real.
I brought home my bundle of joy and after one weekend, reality came crashing in. At 2:36 am on Sunday morning I told my husband, “I don’t know if I can do this.”, but what I really meant was, “I don’t want to do this.”
When it all just gets too much, how do we survive? When the world around us seems to be crashing in? We can’t breathe, feel or move… How do we crawl out of that dark hole?
I saw a post on Social Media about having a cesarean that really struck a nerve with me. And I’ve been thinking about how I can discuss the issue it dealt with in a way that honours all the varied opinions on it… but I guess there is no better way than to just be HONEST! (So here goes.)
Nobody ever said that being a mother would be easy… In fact, if we each think back to our baby showers. I’m almost positive that some mothers had a little twinkle in their eye. They knew what was coming.