If there’s one message I might walk the streets hollering out at the top of my lungs, it would probably have something to do with
reminding you that I’m okay, you’re okay, and that we’re gonna be okay. I’d
probably be fervently reminding you that if you’ve just had a new baby, or even
if it was kind of a while ago, those feelings you’re experiencing, and that
voice in the back of your head that’s taunting you to throw in the towel – they
will diminish and disappear. And while I can tell you with great certainty that
hours or days or weeks later they’ll resurface, they’ll always just be hills or
mountains that I know you can scale.
Because even though we’re all going through different things, as mothers, we’re also all walking down the same road.
Whether a mother chooses to have an umedicated birth or an elective c-section, whether
she endures episiotomy or vacuum or forceps, whether she births in a birth
center or hospital or at home unassisted, whether she chooses to formula-feed
or breastfeed exclusively, whether she opts for cloth diapers or disposables, or
whether she chooses to stay home full-time or foster her career; we are all
doing our absolute utmost to raise our babies and do exactly what’s right for
them and for us, all the while bending backwards until our spines nearly snap
in two.
Because no matter what path we're traveling, we’re all
hanging on by a thread.
The weight we bear as mothers, as we hold up our children,
our jobs, our partners and every other responsibility and relationship in our
lives is nearly too great to bear on any day and over the course of every day.
Motherhood is hard; and nobody gets through those early days
unscathed. Pregnancy, childbirth and parenthood are altogether rewarding,
exhilarating, exhausting, trying, demanding, and beautiful. But if you’re new
to this, if you’re on your knees, or if you’re barely scraping by, remember two
things: you are not alone, and there exists an army of women behind you who
support you and love you.
The things you’re feeling have been felt and endured by
scores of women before you. I am one of them. Whether you’re experiencing
postpartum depression or anxiety, or battling the overwhelmingly powerful
effects of postpartum hormones, remember that this too shall pass. It gets
better. It gets easier. Life has a way of priming us for greater challenges;
and if you reach out, ask for help, and make yourself vulnerable, I promise you
will feel the pull of that army lifting you up and out of that hole.
Sleep deprivation and postpartum hormones are a lethal combination
– but they’re one that we’ve all experienced, and continue to. So again, I say:
you are not alone. This will pass. And you are loved.
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