A Piece of Me Lives Outside of My Body
Thoughts of unfamiliar grief and an unrecognizable self
6 months postpartum today, and I’ve discovered that motherhood has been a conundrum of chaos swirled around with insurmountable joy combined with a giant heap of WTF and a dash of who the hell am I? Some days I just feel like I’m doing my best to grasp hold of my sanity. I found myself just standing in the middle of my kitchen staring off into the dista…
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