Yesterday, I rolled out of bed cradling my enormous belly in my palms like I do every morning and I thought to myself, “I’ve got to do a better job of documenting this miracle.” After the pain of my first trimester, I was expecting my second to drag on forever, too. But almost immediately into it, things changed quickly. My nausea lessened. My anxiety faded. I was becoming me again.…
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Prenatal Depression
Read moreHow deep they drove themselves into me, the things it was impossible to say aloud. —Sylvia Plath The first trimester of my pregnancy was really hard. When I chose to get pregnant, I expected certain things. I expected the miracle, the joy, the anticipation. I…