Two years ago, one month before I came out with "The Hardest Post I've Ever Written" I shared my birth story. That was the first post in which I opened up about my new life, one that involved many new feelings, new emotions and, of course, a new baby. Today, as I cuddled my son on the couch, I buried ...
Last week, in my post about my emotional day, I wrote the following: "I had at least a handful of moments where I would catch eyes with my son and smile and he would beam back at me with his grin that is becoming more toothy by the day. I think there is a small part of ...
When I wrote The hardest post I've ever written, I wrote about my struggles with peri- and postpartum depression. But in it, I proclaimed that the hardest part of the hardest post was having to type the following words: I can no longer have children. In it I also wrote how incredibly grateful I am for having ...
When I peed on that stick, and, miracle of all miracles, got two lines to appear, I knew that I wanted to be a mother. I knew that my life was only beginning and that in living my dream, I would find joy and love like I'd never before imagined. Yes. I knew all of that. But then, there were ...
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