New baby in the cradle and the elephant in the room!
When a new mother welcomes her most awaited gift which she grows in her womb for nine months, there are many more troublesome, uninvited guests which slip their way in her life during the welcoming party. The sleep becomes a luxury which is basically non existent, the peer pressure of being a perfect mother, the initial struggle with breastfeeding, the unrealistic expectations of shedding the pregnancy weight soonest, Chiefly facing the fact that her body and life are altered in an irreversibly way which is enough to catch her in an emotional whirlwind which we in clinical term call postpartum depression. I was served a big scoop of the baby blues when I became a mother for the first time. The stretch marks on my body, which once homed my beautiful twin boys, talks to me loudly, It is empowering! But the awe and acceptance I have now for the the tiger stripes etched on me was not there when I became a new mother, it took four and a half years of uncondition...