Today has been a terrible day.
I've been so angry and frustrated I really felt like throwing my computer, video camera, and sewing machine all in the trash.
Today also happens to be James's birthday. Coincidence of coincidences, today is the day my life changed forever approximately three years ago.
I'll say it straight: giving birth is never easy and post partem depression is a real b*tch.
Even three years later, today is never an easy day. It should be a happy day, but for me, it's not.
It's just another reminder of what I went through, of the sadness and depression I sunk into, and the clawing, scraping, dragging of myself back out of that deep, black hole.
Every year I get further away from that first year.
But every year I remember it in vivid clarity.
I wasn't going to post today because I feel like this is too much to share, too personal, to heavy for all of you who read looking for lighthearted inspiration and creativity every day.
But from the encouragement of a friend, I am posting, and I am sharing because as she said, this is the real Leah Day.
So allow me to share with you the quilt I made immediately after James was born:
Three years ago today I went through something I still have trouble putting into words.
So rather than words and writing, I tried to show what I was feeling in thread, fabric, and batting.
All I've learned is this: when life gets too big, too overwhelming, and too mean, the best place you can go is where you always belong.
And for me, that place is always behind my machine, quilting.
To better days,