Feeling The Love

Postpartum Depression brings with it a variety of emotions and a lot of tears. The other day I told Andy how grateful I am to those who have served and reached out to our little family. I have felt so incredibly loved that it brings me to tears-- I'm not normally someone who cries. Words can't express the gratitude I feel. I feel truly blessed to be surrounded by such kind and loving people.

Friends, neighbors, family and strangers alike have reached out to us. Meals have been brought in, flowers delivered, toys have been dropped off for Bubba, and baby gifts have been left for Bear. Our laundry has been folded, our dishes have been washed, our bedding cleaned. Care packages have been left for me and gift cards given to Andy. Text messages, phone calls and visits have been greatly appreciated. To those who have held or played with my children so I can sleep, that has been amazing!

A neighbor brought by the most beautiful flowers.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, I'm convinced that it takes a village to help a mama overcome her Postpartum Depression. I'm not out of the woods yet, but I'm working on it. Your good deed don't go unnoticed, they mean so much to us!