Eighteen months ago, I gave birth to my beautiful son. One of the happiest days of my life was countered by a traumatic delivery followed by nine months of surgeries, hospitalizations, and emotional and physical exhaustion. I remember weeping in the hospital over a breast pump as I desperately tried to maintain my milk supply on a diet of jello and popsicles.
A Life of Gratitude
Eighteen months ago, I gave birth to my beautiful son. One of the happiest days of my life was countered by a traumatic delivery followed by nine months of surgeries, hospitalizations, and emotional and physical exhaustion.