PM Mess
Monday, May 29th, 2006It’s all over now, so I can write about it. I’ve been feeling like crap the past two days. Getting ready to bleed usually drags me through hell. Migraines, gloom, bursts of anger followed by tears… you know, the monthly blues. For the first time in my whole experience as a mother I asked myself why I ever decided to become one. This is a big deal. Through pregnancy, birth and the first 18 months of raising the kidling, I was solid and unwavering in my regretless absorption of responsibility and devotion. Sure, I had post partum depression like every mother out there, but I was in total denial. I refused to accept it because I did not want to resign myself into this condition. I told myself this is what I want, what I begged Jay for, and what makes me happy.






