The End of a Parental Depression

My mother, i think now, looking back atth pot natal depression, from what nanny told me, for you know, it wasn't plain sailing. She carried that baby in her heart. Victoriousng father, thad, he would have my mother even married before alf came back. So that was the end of that for him. Have my mother and the baby. Thisus when she was pregnant. And there wasn't much support, i'm guessing, around at the time. O and i put a thing in the bortan, and the rest of my mother's life was ipated by the no baby. I did phone her after that, and we