Depression · health · Identity · Inspire · pregnancy

Pregnancy Broke my Body, but I Don’t Need to Stay Broken

As a transplant to Utah I’m still very much in the season of making new friends and getting to know people. We don’t know each other’s back story. We don’t know each other’s struggles and triumphs. It’s all new. The other day I was at the gym with one of my new friends—because really they’re… Continue reading Pregnancy Broke my Body, but I Don’t Need to Stay Broken

Depression · Marriage · Memoir · Mom'ing

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I’ve shared this before and feel it’s important to keep sharing: That while those unwanted houseguests wanted to rob the joy of my first child, while they played tricks on my body telling it it wasn’t hungry and that I didn’t need to eat, while I began wasting away body and mind, while everything felt like it was falling apart, in the midst of it all, I stopped and I got help.