Last year, at 37 1/2 weeks pregnant, I had what would be my second-to-last prenatal appointment. I didn’t know it then, but I would later revisit this day and the subsequent decision I made with much regret.Continue reading “The big what-if”
It’s been a few months since I wrote about my struggles with postpartum depression (though not officially diagnosed, my symptoms and their duration seem consistent with actual PPD and not just postpartum adjustment disorder). I met with a counselor soon after I wrote that post and continued to see her regularly for 3 1/2 months.
During that time, we worked on a lot of issues surrounding my derailed home birth plans, the unplanned Cesarean, and life as I’d known it being completely altered by the addition of a new little person. After about ten sessions, I felt I’d accomplished as much as I could in therapy (at least for now), so I checked myself out at the end of February. Here are some things I’ve learned in that time.
This caring for a baby shit is hardContinue reading “Blue Green Mama update”