The Unspoken Horrors Of Pregnancy And Birth For Moms Who Are Survivors Of Sexual Assault

Unlike other mothers I know, I do not enjoy telling my birth story.

My memories of those 16 hours are hazy, thanks to drugs and exhaustion, and the most wonderful bits of that grueling process were at the end, curled up in a hospital room with my 3-day-old child resting on my chest. The lead-up to those pleasantries, however, are painful to reflect upon, and even more so when someone asks me to recount it to them.