This is what real, uncensored motherhood looks like. I was about a week post partum here. I was sore & tired & underslept. Breastfeeding was totally kicking my ass. My labour had been an empowering experience but it was peppered with it’s own traumas that I didn’t have the time or energy to deal with. I was in pure survival mode.
Despite the desperation in early post partum to give your baby everything you can, I also knew I had to take care of me. But self care can be such a nebulous concept can’t it? How does one actually do it?…
