Lost and Found
It's been about 5 months since my last post. I'll go ahead and blame it on "pregnancy brain" and sleep deprivation. But I'm back, and I'll do my best to be coherent! So, I had a baby about three months ago. I'm still working on her birth story, which I'll share hopefully soon, but I wanted to share another experience I've had related to her arrival. About two weeks after our little Princess was born, I began to feel increasingly anxious. Up to that point, I'd had another adult with me almost constantly, so I wasn't sure how to handle being alone with both children. I had a couple "anxiety attacks," similar to the ones I've described in a previous post. Thankfully, they happened in the evening when I had Stephen home to help me. Soon, however, I began to have them when I was alone with my children. I wanted to run away, to leave and never come back. There were a couple of moments where I seriously believed that I, and every...