“When I saw Weston’s hand and put my finger in his tiny palm, I knew I was the perfect fit to be his mom.”
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- Child Birth
“When I saw Weston’s hand and put my finger in his tiny palm, I knew I was the perfect fit to be his mom.”
“I held her during my ‘golden hour’ and quietly cried small tears from the corners of my eyes. Guilt consumed me.”
“It’s crying in front of the mirror in your mesh underwear, breasts filled with milk leaking everywhere, not recognizing the person with stretch marks, acne, and tears in her eyes looking back at you.”
“My son had a birth defect, and the reality of it cut through me like a knife.”
“No sleep, all adrenaline, high on love, low on hormones.”
“The tech said, ‘Baby A-girl, baby B-girl, baby C-girl, baby D-girl, and baby E-girl.’ Later, we found out our girls were only the 2nd set of all-girl quintuplets in the US.”
“This newborn isn’t here to please others. She’s here to join OUR family.”
“I kept all my feelings to myself for years before I talked to someone about it. I experienced flashbacks and intrusive thoughts and felt as though no one would understand because my babies were fine. But underneath, I was sinking.”
“The baby was pulling my cervix along with him, and it was acting like a rubber band around his head. I could hear the concern in my birth team’s voices and I knew he needed to get out ASAP.”
“The stigma around C-sections makes women feel ashamed, alone, and depressed. We aren’t offered much support once we are sent home. But the trauma doesn’t stay at the hospital – it lives in us forever.”