Postpartum

      I felt: overwhelmed I was: depleted in every aspect I needed: to let go of my pride and accept more help Postpartum is: fucking rough and ins...

The room fell quiet.

Every last bit of hope was crushed as she announced that our baby had died.

Our world had literally been ripped away.everything.shattered.

I looked at Paul, our eyes filled with horror, stricken with fear and pain.

I felt: so alone

I was: heartbroken

I needed: to talk about it, to know that others had been through it and I wasn’t the only one this had happened to

Pregnancy and infant loss is: having a picture or a dream of what your life is going to be, and then having it ripped away

I felt: overwhelming sadness

I was: in shock

I needed: answers and time to digest

Pregnancy and infant loss is: a different type of pain and grief. It’s like having the most extraordinary gift suddenly taken away.

I felt: Robbed of everything I imagined.

I was: In shock and in love all at once.

I needed: To let go and accept this is my new life.

Postpartum is: A journey.

I felt: Prepared

I was: Not

I needed: Time, space, sleep and help.

Postpartum is: Brightness and darkness all at once!

I felt: overwhelmed, exhausted, happy, proud and scared all at once.

I was: just hanging in there

I needed: to know that I was doing a good job and to understand that this adjustment would take time

Postpartum is: one hell of a ride!