“I admitted myself to a psychiatric facility. My husband went back to our newborn by himself, without paternity leave. I want to make sure other bipolar women don’t give birth without being prepared.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
- Pregnancy
“I admitted myself to a psychiatric facility. My husband went back to our newborn by himself, without paternity leave. I want to make sure other bipolar women don’t give birth without being prepared.”
“Not only did Rebecca have Down Syndrome, but she also had 2 holes in her heart and a fissure.”
“I’ve never gotten to see my baby’s face on an ultrasound or hear their heartbeat. I’ve never gotten to feel them kick their little legs inside of me. I’ve never gotten to watch my belly slowly grow. All of my babies left me too soon.”
“I later learned he had a pattern of doing this to mothers. It’s unfortunately a very real reality for mothers of chronically ill children.”
“I nearly gave up. I was tired of tricking my body into thinking it might be pregnant. This would be our last attempt.”
“Even though breast cancer took a lot from me, it birthed a magnificent daughter who taught me to choose myself. My body is now a road map for my journey of self-love.”
“I tell people I’m carrying a rainbow, but many don’t exactly understand what that means – and I want to talk about it.”
“‘Do you want a boy or a girl?’ I knew walking into that emergency department I would walk out ‘not pregnant.’ Why was she asking me this, as if there was still a chance? I felt like someone had pulled a carpet out from underneath me.”
“Our little sweetheart was laid on my chest. Her little cries told us she was working perfectly–no evidence whatsoever she’d been through 13 rounds of chemo. Tears filled my eyes, and I pulled a warm blanket around her. ‘Hi, Hope,’ I said as she snuggled against my chest and stopped crying.”
“The age on my birth certificate means nothing to my children. It should mean nothing to you.”