02/03/2020
I found it at Bows and Bentos page
Amazing powerful, please read and make someoneβs day a little brighter β€οΈπΆπ»πππ§‘π
You get pregnant. Happiest time of your life! Growing life is next-level amazing. Months tick by, and then baby makes their arrival Earthside. For a short time, loved ones flood over with gifts and kind words. You show off your chubby little human, amazed at your strength and ability to love harder than you ever have.β£
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But soon, you notice motherhood doesn't feel quite right. Baby cries so much. Your breasts don't produce the milk you know they are supposed to. Your breasts produce too much milk. Baby cries so much. Husband works. No family close by. You have scary dreams of scary things happening to baby. Sleep is a rare commodity. Baby won't settle. Baby cries so much. You are SO tired. You wish you never had baby. You want your old life back. You know you are a bad mom already. You know baby deserves a better mom than you. You know your toddler and gradeschooler deserve a mom who can "handle it". You know your husband deserves a wife who can "handle it".β£
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Your legs are not broken. You do not have cancer. You weren't in a car accident. But the illness inside your brain screams for the help and support and care others would offer if you were. There is no shame in asking for help - in saying "motherhood doesn't feel quite right". In saying "I don't feel okay today". In saying "I need help - a nap or a lasagna or a shower or just help with the kids".β£
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I have a favour to ask of you - instead of buying a new mama (first time mama or 5th time mama) an expensive onesie, diaper bag, or nursing cover - offer to make her dinner instead (or order in). Offer to clean her home. Laundry or dishes or toilets - please. Offer to get the mail or run to Costco or renew the car registrations. Ask her if she needs a nap or a shower. Creating a life comes with so many emotions, and sometimes the first instinct is to reject help because we should be able to "handle it" - but so many times, we can't. β£
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