the decision to start on medicine in the first place was a hard one for me. i didn't want to start meds. i thought if i could just be strong enough, i wouldn't need them. but struggling with post partum depression/anxiety is not a weakness. that's something my wise little brother reminded me of; bless him for that. and i needed help because i felt i had lost who i was and physically could not be the mom i wanted and needed to be to my sweet newborn baby girl. so i got on gene
*warning: this post mentions boobs and nipples* so if you can't handle that, then don't read it. i've been breastfeeding for almost eight months now. i went into my pregnancy planning on exclusively breastfeeding. i believe in the benefits for both mom and baby, and i wanted my baby to have mama milk as long as i was able to provide it. breastfeeding isn't for everyone, and i totally respect that. mamas, you do what you gotta do to take care of yourself so you can take care o
i had expected the first three months of my baby's life to be challenging. i was prepared to face lack of sleep, nursing difficulties, lots of crying, and all the loss of life as we knew it. but i expected the arrival of our beautiful baby girl and the joy she would bring us to overshadow all that and give us strength to get through. everything about her birth was unexpected. i expected to have an uncomplicated vaginal birth with an epidural. i expected to go past my due date
brittain here. just sharing my journey day to day with lots of laughs along the way.