It took all of my energy just to make it through the day. I struggled for months with horrible depression. I cried more than my baby did.
I thought I would feel that sadness for the rest of my life.
When I was pregnant I had this big idea of what kind of mother I would be. I made so many plans and set impossible standards for myself.
I so badly wanted to be that perfect mother I saw all over social media.
BLESSED to be having such a different pregnancy this time around. I swear it’s because I’m having a boy this time.