Delivered: My Postpartum Battle

February 10-22, 2021:

3 years ago I sat still, quiet, & broken in a psych hospital room. I kept asking God, “why am I even alive? I’m so ready to die. “ I felt like such a disappointment to myself, my husband, & most importantly to my 6 month old baby girl. The crazy thing about life is that when you’re in a pit of despair, all you can see around you is the cold, ugly, rubble. Let’s just say I was fully submerged in the pit at that point. Nothing in my life made sense yet…I knew in my soul that God loved me. I couldn’t fathom why, but I relied on that faith throughout my entire postpartum journey.

Now I think, “what if I would have given up? What if I did end my life? Then what?!” I’ll tell you what…I wouldn’t be able to bask in the pure mercy & love of Jesus. I wouldn’t have experienced the sacrificial love of my husband, family, and friends. I wouldn’t have nurtured a relationship with our baby girl. I wouldn’t be able to share my story to educate, support, and love other moms.

I share all of this to say a few things:
NEVER give up.
YOU are worth it.
LIFE ain’t easy, but it’s worth it.
VICTORY isn’t free.
JESUS is the answer.

The best is yet to come,

XX

Athena