#first-time-mom

#first-time-mom

Sofii Lewis described her experience, stating, "I knew I wasn't safe. But I didn't think I was out of control." This highlights the confusion many face with postpartum psychosis.

"It sounds probably cuckoo, but I just I knew that she was going to be OK," Plemmons tells TODAY.com. "As I would leave these appointments, I was being told, 'We'll probably lose a heartbeat before you're back at the next appointment,'" she shares. "I just kept telling my husband, 'I don't accept that. That's not going to be our story.'" Prayer gave the young mom a sense of peace,

As a postpartum woman, most of the time, I just want my husband to hug me and tell me he's sorry I'm uncomfortable in my new body. I don't always want to hear how attractive he finds me, because I don't see it. Maybe try thanking her for sacrificing her pre-baby body to bring your children into the world. Tell her you appreciate that and love her.

When I first found out I was pregnant, I did what most moms do-I started researching. I wanted to make the best possible choices for my baby and myself, and giving birth in a hospital just didn't feel like the safest option. So many women do it, but the more I learned, the more I realized that the reality of hospital birth in the U.S. is even less reassuring than I had thought. I wanted to birth at home.

"The smartest women with the happiest relationships are the useless women," Dianna Lee begins in her video. "As you can probably tell, I'm a highly capable woman. I'm capable throughout all areas of my life, through my schooling days, to my career, and I attacked my marriage life in exactly the same way. I just executed. I was fast, efficient, and I knew exactly what needed to get done. And in retrospect, it was so wrong."

I just want to talk to whoever has romanticised the idea of being a new mom. When you're in a flurry of diaper changes, following a two-hourly pumping schedule and meticulously cleaning and mixing up bottles while running on less sleep than you've ever had, mommyhood ends up being more of a frenzied checklist of tasks to get done and not enough time snuggling and making babytalk with a babbling infant.

It's easy to get caught up in what we believe we owe our parents. But we shouldn't forget what we owe ourselves, or our children. It's great that your child was able to communicate her discomfort to you. She has let you know that she 'really, really' doesn't want to visit your mom. And now I think she needs you to pay attention to those things.

Being a new mom can be overwhelming, especially when you can't figure out why your baby is crying. There might have already been a time you ask yourself, "Why does my baby cry for no reason?" You must have missed your baby's subtle signs. If you use a video baby monitor , you can spot their cues quickly and take action immediately before crying starts.

It sounds like those friendships have ended. You've demoted the people with whom you went to high school (or they demoted themselves) to longtime acquaintances. I'm not making judgments here: It's clear they let you down, and you'd hoped for more from them-I'm not suggesting you not be hurt, or resentful that they're turning their attention to you now, when they need you.

It's late. I want to go to bed, but instead I'm picking up popsicle sticks and wrappers. I was always taught to leave the place better than I found it. I'm not expecting anyone to fold laundry or scrub floors. But I do expect the mess made during the evening to be taken care of, especially when my kids have been asleep for over two hours.

Kids don't owe you gratitude for doing your job as a parent. You signed up for this. You chose to have them. Taking care of them isn't some favor you're doing-it's what you're supposed to do. The parents who get this stop keeping score. They stop waiting for recognition.