A story of three cesareans, the first for breech

“I am not afraid to say I was depressed. It was hard. It took one day a few WEEKS later for something to click. He was crying, and when I picked him up, he stopped, and looked at me and a calmness came over me and him. I was his momma. No one else. I was all he had.”

http://birthwithoutfearblog.com/2013/03/11/three-cesarean-births-military-family/