A witty and honest look at post-partum depression.
The Creepy Baby is a cartoon infant in a flowing blue nightgown. He looks like a cross between the cherub from the Gerber ad and the Roswell alien. He takes up half the page while his utterances fill the other. Though I drew him again and again, I never knew what he was going to say until he said it.
Pregnant women are told they will feel an all-encompassing rush of love, a powerful and overwhelming tidal wave of love the first time they see their babies. They will fall in love at first sight. My son Teddy was born on November 19, 2010, but I didn’t love him at first sight. I didn’t love him an hour later. Or the next day. Or the day after that. Days turned into weeks then months. I still didn’t feel particularly attached to him. He was like a Key Lime pie. Though…
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