Really struggling with my identity lately. I’m 6 mo PP with my first and I just don’t know who I am anymore.
I remember my first. I was homeless in an abusive relationship with a man who raped me and left me pregnant. I was still trying to figure me out how was I ever going to take care of this baby. I didn't ask for this. I didn't even want to be with him. I don't believe in abortion. I can't do this. I'll have to give him to a loving family. When I was 6 months along I realized.i didn't know how I was going to do it. I didn't feel ready but that was my baby and only mine. Noone could possible love him like I do. When I find out I was pregnant I was about 8 weeks I got a restraining order left California came back too Texas had that baby while battling PTSD . That little boy is now 8 years old. He's autistic and has tourettes but he's the most beautiful precious gift from god. My point is no matter how hard it gets and how much your struggling inside. Your love for that baby the that babies love for you will carry you through. You will be able to withstand any storm or struggle with that child.
When you look at your baby and hold him or her for the first time. It may not become clear during that moment you may not feel that bliss right away but after the months go by and your hormones normalize everything will be much clearer
Pregnancy hormones are crazy. I don't think anybody ever feels like themselves or like they now who they are. Give it time