J.J. Eden

I don’t think anything could have prepared me for the sheer, relentless physicality of these early days of motherhood. I feel in in my bones and across every inch of my skin. I am exhausted in an entirely new way.

Before our son arrived, I was anxious that I would not be able to breastfeed – a fear bred from years of struggling with infertility that left me feeling my body was somehow broken. I was