My sweet Charlie was born just about 3 weeks ago. I am a mom. My dreams have come true.
So naturally- I'm beating myself up.
Labor was 26 hours- with 3 hours of pushing. Luckily I didn't feel most of it.
Needless to say my body has some recovering to do and like usual- I am beating myself up for not being better already. For being tired. For being emotional. For everything.
My anxiety is raging and so is my eating disorder thoughts. There is a perfect storm in my brain that could easily lead down a slippery slope.
I won't let it.
I've survived before- I can do it again.
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