You know you’re a mother when…
When you suffer with Post Partum Depression and desperately try to crawl out from the depths of the shadows that keep you away from the joy that should be exploding from your soul.
When the thought of getting into the shower, pulling on clothing, and brushing your hair is so exhausting that your body simply cannot pull itself out of bed.
When asking for help and admitting that you have scary thoughts; that you don’t think you are fit to be a mother, and that you don’t think you can make it through the next minute let alone the next day is the hardest thing you have ever done.
When your family and friends reach into the darkness that has swallowed you and pull you into the light, bringing your relief for the first time in months.
When you work harder than you ever have to find your true self even through you aren’t sure your true self exists anymore.
When you beat PPD.
When you see your gorgeous child, your supportive family, and the people who encouraged you to keep fighting, standing beside you applauding.
When you SEE your gorgeous child. Really see.
When you allow your heart to explode with love for the being that you created.
When you cry for the lost time.
When you pray that it never happens again.
When you accept that it might.
When you grab hold of your child’s hand, look into her face, and smile because you are a fighter. You are a mother.