i’m 5 months pp now and the mom guilt is still there, lingering in the background. some days are better than others, but it’s hard not to feel like i’m failing somehow. my mil is still living with us and she’s always making these traditional south asian dishes that are supposed to be good for me, but honestly, they’re just so rich and heavy.
i feel guilty for not enjoying them more, for not being more grateful. and then there’s the pressure to get back to work, to be a good teacher again, but my brain is still foggy from the c-section and the lack of sleep. does anyone else feel like they’re just going through the motions, trying to figure things out as they go?
how do you deal with the guilt and the pressure?