I did something yesterday and I am proud of myself.
How often do we tell ourselves that??
I had been dreading an appointment for a couple weeks. It all started at the baby’s appointment when the doctor was going over my history. Like every doctor’s appointment, I knew what was coming…
“So you have a history with depression?”
My first pregnancy, my husband was with me in the room when they asked some very deep questions about this and I instantly broke into tears. This time around I knew the question was coming and I knew what was soon to follow…
“And, you struggled with postpartum depression after your first pregnancy?”
Yupp! Sure did. And it wasn’t fun!
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