I wrote an article for EverdayFamily, a wonderful parenting website, about those first few hours and days after the birth of my son.
They were terrifying.
As beautiful and euphoric as my daughter’s birth was, that’s how terrible and scary my son’s birth was, and I didn’t know what to think. Or how to feel. I was scared of my own son.
Take a gander if you think you can relate:
Also, thank you, so much, to all our new followers and subscribers. I am grateful that my post about Facebook and special needs families resonated with y’all (yep, Texan, sorry!), but it’s true. The parents in those groups have become more intimate than some of my family, because only they know what it’s like to go through life with a child having the same circumstances as mine.
That’s invaluable. There is no price tag you can put on that relief– the relief that comes from knowing someone actually understands. They truly get it.
We create our own dysfunctional families in these groups, make virtual friends, and sometimes even real-life friends. Because, we’re all in this together (cue High School Musical music).
Rachel & Jackson