THE HONEST TRUTH

Stuck in a tiny hospital room with my two newborn twins, I sat and sobbed. I couldn’t understand why I didn’t feel that sudden gushing of love. What’s wrong with me?

Through conflicting waves of excitement and sadness, I felt regret that I’d had my babies. At one point, I wished they were dead. Imagine.

That’s not a thought any mother would want to have, but that’s the problem with postnatal depression.

It warps your perspective of what’s normal, and makes you question your worth as a mum.

There is so much unspoken about motherhood, which is why I’m speaking out now…

My partner Yaw, now 43, and I had only