"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"Mentally and emotionally, I was slowly killing myself. I loved my children, and I loved doing things for them, but what they really needed was a mom who wasn’t stressed out most of the time."
"I turned her over and she was blue. I went to see if her belly was moving, to see if she was breathing, and she wasn’t breathing. It was very, very scary. It was terrifying.”
