Hello new friends, people I don't know. And a few people I do. I want to get raw with you for a moment in the hopes that it may help someone else out there in the internet land. It feels vulnerable to talk about these things, so I want to ask you all to be kind. (CN: Postpartum rage, suicidal thoughts, intrusive thoughts)
I read an article this morning that threw me off balance in a big way. I found myself tearing up and feeling nauseous in the middle of my kitchen in Brewster, reading it on my phone while my four year old asked for a glass of juice and my puppy tore up the living room carpet. It's this article: Naked. Please go read it. It's short, but it spoke to me in a way that few things do.
After the birth of my twins, I was battered. Traumatized. Their birth and early infancy went exactly the opposite of what I had been dreaming of: unwanted cesarean birth, NICU stay for respiratory distress. My sweet, precious babies