17/03/2020
I can still remember the day I learned I was pregnant.
Though I was in shock, the thought of it being a girl filled my heart with joy (it was! And she’s the love of my life). Within seconds that transformed into anxiety and fear. How was I going to handle this?
I was an intern, only 3 months into a 3 year medical residency. I was halfway across the country in a new city, away from family, and now pregnant. But I wanted to stick it out.
Little did I know what was in store for me.
I was working 80+ hours a week, and it was affecting my health, my well-being, my unborn baby. I was missing prenatal appointments. Getting 5 hours of sleep on a good night. I fainted on several occasions from exhaustion and poor nutrition.
Once my little girl was born, the days got longer and the nights harder. Postpartum depression kicked in. My breast milk was becoming sparse and harder to pump out. I just wanted a moment’s rest.
I hated being a doctor.
I hated being a mother.
I no longer had the compassion for my patients that I once did.
But then something changed. I made a decision to change my narrative.
I got help. I worked on myself. I put myself first. I practiced radical self-care and compassion. And my life got better. I got better at my job. I grew as a mother. I fell in love again with my daughter. I cared for my patients and my work again.
By the end of my journey, I had not only survived, I was THRIVING.
No matter your situation, there is a way out and a way up. It starts with looking inward.
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