I Am Not Enjoying Motherhood - Morgan Hoog
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One year postpartum, rage, impermanence, and the grief that follows devotion.
Note/ trigger warning: This is a personal essay about motherhood as it is lived, not as it is idealized. It contains frank descriptions of postpartum anger, sorrow, and anxiety. I am well-supported and safe. I am not enjoying motherhood. Or, at least, I am not enjoying motherhood in the way I once believed I would. On a recent family vacation, everyone around me became suspended in a tableau of leisure: their wine poured without urgency, their paperbacks softening in the sun, their coffee enjoyed hot. I watched them move through the day as if the world was still theirs to inhabit, while I…
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