sleepless nights

‘It’s not my turn to put my wants and needs first. It’s not my turn to explore hobbies, binge Netflix, and take Mediterranean vacations.’: Mom urges ‘soak up the beautiful, exhausting magic of motherhood’

“It’s my turn to heal boo-boos with a kiss. It’s my turn to memorize the perfect squishiness of chubby baby faces. It’s my turn to cuddle, rock, and have my clothes stretched out by little hands. It’s my turn to soak up the beautiful, exhausting magic of motherhood while the turn is still mine.”

‘Stop, you’re holding him too close.’ I ignored them, rarely letting go. I assumed everyone was this fiercely protective.’: Mom shares battle with postpartum anxiety, ‘I had no idea why I was suffering’

“Night upon night were panic-filled dreams, cold sweats. I’d frantically fumble through the sheets in search of my baby, who I was convinced I’d rolled on in my extreme state of exhaustion. Everywhere we went, I envisioned horrible things. I became the mother who hovered beneath the play equipment and fed only pureed food in fear he would choke. My mom friends stopped trying. Offers for play-dates and coffee meets ceased.”

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