*trigger warning* This blog post will talk in depth about the ugly side of PP recovery and mental illness. I’m not gonna lie, my PP recovery was pretty easy. Sure, no one enjoys sitting on an ice pack and spraying witchhazel on your vajayjay 4x a day or not being able to control your pee (uhm no one warned me…
Year: 2019
a little introduction…
It wasn’t until I became a mama myself that I realized just how silent our community is on the realities of motherhood. This reality hit me in the lady bits like a freight train (both figuratively and literally) about two months postpartum. I’m a researcher- ask my husband, my parents, my friends, my co-workers; they all can tell you that…