My son wailed in the heated bassinet a few steps away, and the nurses were running around trying to find a heated blanket so they could lay him on my chest. I felt like an incubator that was no longer useful. I did not feel like a mother. This was not how motherhood should have begun. Not with a C-Section. *Disclosure: This post may contain affiliate links. This means that, at no added cost to you, I may receive compensation for products you purchase through links found on my blog. (Thank you, thank you!) This in no way affects … Continue reading The Heartbreak After The C-Section