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"It sort of got out of hand," said her son, political cartoonist Michael de Adder.
I'm a professional family photographer and I have one beautiful son. But I've been pregnant three times. Last year I endured two miscarriages in the span of 10 months. My weariness was palpable. It lay on me like a thick heavy blanket. So many questions arose. So much soul-searching. It felt like a crisis of my spirit.
The truth is, no one prepared me for any of this. Yes, I read about postpartum depression and I read about the sleepless nights, but no one told me that these fears and worries are common and can happen to anyone. I thought I'd be in the clear, and thought I was a bad mother because I was scared. But so many mothers feel the way I did; they just don't talk about it.
Whatever it was we were trying to do as we grew up -- a math test, a soccer game, a school play -- my mother helped us to see the art of the possible. No matter what the challenge, mum would always say, "Your father and I are proud of you no matter the outcome, as long as you just try your best."
He loves his little baby just as much as he loves his trains. I think people need to stop over reacting with the whole dolls are for girls and trucks are for boys thing. Just let your kid be who they are, play with what they want to play with. In the end, they will grow up to be the person who they were meant to be.
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