What I remember most about my third trimester was feeling like my whole body was buzzing; a persistent, deep seated restlessness. A combination of nesting, Restless Leg Syndrome and anticipation. A smidge of anxiety. I couldn’t keep still, like my skin was crawling. Every cell alive with wanting. An incessant need to be doing something.
It is a Thursday, it’s Perinatal Mental Health Week 2021, and I have been a mother for over 300 days.Continue reading