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With their permission, we share some of the beautiful and raw messages we have gotten below.
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Pink or The Blues?
I lay in bed next to my husband. Tears streamed quietly down my face, until choking them back became unbearable, and I began to sob.
Startled, he muted the game and turned to me. “Babe, what’s wrong?”
And I didn’t know until the words started coming out.
“I don’t know why I’m crying. I’m just so tired. I’m fat and feel ugly. We can’t have sex for 6 weeks, not that you’d want to anyways, I’m a cow. And my boobs are huge, but engorged, and I don’t know what to do with them. I’m just a factory, pumping all day, and bottling, and processing, and feeding the baby. And changing diapers, and rock-a-bye-baby, and bathing, and wiping, and zipping, unzipping, more wiping, and rocking, and Desitin I can never seem to get out of my nails. And then a knock at the door. And what ensues is worse than the loneliness I’ve felt despite being with this little person 24/7.
Definition of Fostering
Betty Carricaburu, Biological Mom to 1 beautiful little girl, Foster Mom to 1 lucky child at a time.... shares what it means to foster, and how it has affected her life.
"...It makes me so happy knowing there is a mini community of mommas at our fingertips..."