If something is a molehill, don’t make a mountain out of it.
My first days, even weeks, of being a new mom are a blur to me: a healthy dose of fear mixed in with an equal amount of regret.
This "mainstream" practice has no evidence of benefits, no safety standards, and little research done on risks.
Will people understand? How could they? I don’t even understand.
This culture of the woman and mom-martyr is bullsh*t and we need to put it to bed.
Literally nothing could have prepared me for the surgery I needed when, after four days of labour, everyone agreed my daughter was stuck.
Ain’t no one happy if mama ain’t happy, but all that runs through my mind is, “Why are you so selfish?”