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But I can’t ignore the pain anymore. I wish I could breastfeed them. During my breakdown, when I stopped eating or talking, or just existing, I lost too much weight. Even after giving birth to twins, I am sickly thin. My body just isn’t strong enough to produce the milk. I hate myself for it. I feel like I have not only deprived my children of this important nutritional dietary need, but I have also deprived myself of that special bonding moment. No one ever tells you about all the gross stuff that comes after birth. All the bleeding and the hormones, the fear of spontaneously pooping my pants or pissing myself. I never worried about that before. Not to mention the exhaustion. Maybe it’s wor

I am tired of it all, and I can’t wait to have them out. I have been doing a few exercises because my doctor recommended it, and it gets so tiring, especially since my belly is so big now. Dexter, Dad, and Papa have been with me all through the process; they are my strongest support system. I snap at them sometimes, and I feel so bad, but I can’t find it in me to apologise. Sometimes they avoid me; only Dad understands me because he said Mom was like me when she was pregnant, so he was used to it. After giving birth, I will be sure to apologise to them for my behaviour, but right now, I refuse to apologise for being a pain in their necks.

The Long Road Home Three weeks had passed since Lisa first opened her eyes, and the pack house felt like it was holding its collective breath. The initial relief of her awakening had given way to the stark reality of recovery—a process that proved far more challenging than anyone had anticipated. Lisa sat propped against pillows in the master bedroom she shared with Ethan, Luna Rose sleeping peacefully in the bassinet beside the bed. The baby had thrived despite her early arrival, but Lisa struggled with even the simplest tasks. Her hands shook as she attempted to hold her daughter for feeding, and the frustration that flickered across her face broke Ethan's heart every time.

The doctor pronounced her healthy and healing well, cleared her for normal activities including sex, and asked the question Julia had been dreading. "How are you feeling emotionally? Any signs of depression or anxiety?" "I'm fine," Julia said automatically. The doctor looked skeptical. "It's normal to experience mood swings after birth. The hormone changes can be significant. If you're feeling overwhelmed, or sad, or anxious, there are treatments that can help."

Rudra's POV My heartbeats were doing a marathon and my hands were sweaty out of nervousness. "Mr. Malhotra, the baby......" "What happened to my baby" "The baby is absolutely fit and fine. There is still a month for it to see the world" "What? Then why she was having pain?" "The pain is due to constipation" "Constipation? She was crying like..." "Yeah, it happens. It is her first time so she doesn't know how actual pain feels. That's why. It is not new for us. It happens almost every day"

Her baby continued crying but the selfish consort continued to mull over her own emotions. “ He held a knife against my throat just four days after giving birth but cares about her tiredness?” She continued sobbing while her maids just stared at her with disturbed looks on their faces. They even tried to calm the baby down but everything was too tiring with both the mother and daughter wailing at the same time.

Nara I've been feeling low and anxious since the birth of my son. My body and mind feel exhausted, and I don't know what to do. I have all the help I could ever want, and Serena has been extremely caring towards the baby, but I can't shake the hollowness I feel.

Monica replied. "Alright then, I'm so glad you're safe and sound after giving birth," said Mr. Manto. Mbok Asih was still guiding Monica after giving birth, how to burp the baby after breastfeeding. Then Mbok Asih also taught Anton to give Monica a lactation massage, although it could be done by a midwife or nurse, but a husband's massage makes a new wife relaxed and comfortable. "Have you understood, Anton?" asked Mbok Asih.