A woman's first birth left her feeling like a failure for four years, even as doctors suggested antidepressants. Her second birth, at home, felt like a piece of cake and finally let her forgive herself.
If you're this emotional already, you might as well just get on antidepressants now.
Whoa, what is going on?
It was just like that, like hit after hit after hit, the whole like 48 hours I was there.
Please tell me the second birth was more supportive and loving. I mean, this sounds disappointing and actually aggressive, unemotional, like just disconnected.
My second baby I had at home. It went perfect, just went off without a hitch. The babies are 4 years apart, and I spent those 4 years thinking and speaking really bad about myself, like I was weak, like I had failed, like if I was just a little bit stronger, I could have And then when baby number two came, that first I thought, oh, I did it! Look how strong I am! Like this is my redemption. Like I did it. But then as I was reflecting, it was like no no no no no. That birth that we just had—that was a piece of cake. I mean, it was still birth, but piece of cake. And I was finally able to forgive myself and be proud of myself and close that loop. So that was a very beautiful unexpected thing that came out of baby number two's birth. And the doctor came in and she said to me.
