Holding my son in my arms for the first time, I felt numb. Emptied. It was as though I was observing myself from my previous life looking on as an outsider. Holding my son in my arms for the first time, I felt numb. Emptied. It was as though I was observing myself from my previous life looking on as an outsider. Lifestyle / Life & relationships Sydney Morning Herald – Latest News
When I met my baby, I expected an explosion of love. It took months to arrive
