“That glorious thump, thump, thump wafting through the room is a moment I will never forget. Not only was this the first time we made it far enough to hear a heartbeat, but we also got to hear two!”
- Love What Matters
- Children
- Postpartum
“That glorious thump, thump, thump wafting through the room is a moment I will never forget. Not only was this the first time we made it far enough to hear a heartbeat, but we also got to hear two!”
“When Mitchell got the bottle out of the cabinet, I froze. What if we give her too much and she overdoses and dies? I was terrified of giving her Tylenol, and broke down in tears as my baby wailed in pain. I felt too paralyzed by my own horrifying thoughts to do anything about it.”
“There are hundreds of us who have been there, rooting for you and reminding you that (as cliché as it sounds) this absolutely will pass.”
“If you, like me, are inclusively feeding your baby (meaning you are doing breast milk and formula), the formula shortage news may be making you wonder how you can bump your supply up so you need less formula.”
“There were days when I felt so low I just wanted to go to sleep and not wake up again.”
“I’ll cry with you so you don’t have to cry alone with your child.”
“I don’t even know who I thought ‘they’ were. I just knew they would take my son, and it would kill me. Anxiety became my companion; delusion became my guide.”
“People saw that picture as a snapshot of a loving couple with two adorable kids. But there was so much that photo didn’t show.”
“The house was full of cards and bunches of flowers…dead ones. When I mentioned all of the gifts she said, ‘Yes, people have been so kind.’ ‘Hmmm,’ I thought. ‘They might have been kind, but they’ve also been completely thoughtless.'”
“I turned off the phone. Stopped going on social media. I sat in the depth of this new despair until one day I crawled out of myself to confess, ‘I’m not okay. I’m not okay. I’m not okay.’”