"We need to look after each other and strive for the best care for families in the vulnerable perinatal period."
We promise.
This is trying so hard with every bone in my body to do my very best day in and day out, to give my babies all they need
I wish I had known sooner that I had this choice because it was the best one for us.
I failed to see your fear. I failed to see your anxiety. I failed to see all the signs that you needed me desperately.
"The reason I'm sharing? This happened in a pool full of people. A pool full of ADULTS," shares Leeson.
One day, after weeks and weeks of having a fussy baby, that little bundle of joy is going to crack their first smile, and your heart is going to absolutely burst with happiness as you quickly grab your phone to capture a picture.
It's a sinking feeling of dread you just can't shake when you haven't gotten a text back in a few hours.
Why was I in so much pain? Am I weaker than all of these other women? How did they make it through this? Why is this so difficult for me?
Why is this so hard to accept?
The problem was that my children received so many presents the gift-giving itself began to lose meaning. Every time a family member came by the house, my 3-year-old expected a treat.
Never in my life have I felt so much fear as I jumped in and pulled him out. He immediately started crying, thank God. I held him close to me and didn't want to let him go.
This life is wonderful. So wonderful in fact that I would go back and live it again and again, which is why it is with bittersweet envy that I celebrate expecting moms and the amazing moments ahead of them.
It doesn't always look how you might think.
And out of nowhere, it hit me. Hard.
You are relentless. You are inspiring. You are shaping an empathetic, open-minded and diverse generation. You make our lives as parents so much better.
These friendships are built on a level of trust and vulnerability that I didn't even know I could give or receive until motherhood exposed the rawest moments of my life.
In some ways, I'm an unlikely person to be jumping on the CBD bandwagon. I don't even drink alcohol anymore. But (like a lot of moms) I do deal with anxiety and have a lot of difficulty falling and staying asleep.
I am forever grateful for my boy, who trusted and believed enough to let me fight for him, and for helping me find a voice to help others.