When I found out I was pregnant and started thinking about new motherhood and what it would look like, postpartum depression wasn’t part of the picture. So when I found myself holding a newborn, crying for no reason, and feeling anything but myself, I was lost. What I thought would be a joyful time in my life, turned out to be difficult, scary, and sad. It’s easy to look back and…

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