This past Saturday was the big day.
And no, I did not sing. Alli didn’t want to practice last week and I only had one couple attend my presentation. They were expecting their first so it didn’t apply. (PHEW! Talk about dodging a bullet!)
Overall the day went well. I had a lot of folks stop at my booth and ask questions. Are you ready for this though? The most talkative ones were the DADS! YES, THE DADS! I was ecstatic to have so many fathers genuinely interested in Postpartum Depression and finding out what they could do to help their partners. Oh those lucky lucky mamas!
I did make some great contacts, one of them being the director of the local Midwifery clinic at one of the hospitals. She wants me to present at their next departmental meeting in September. (YAY). A local Psychologist also introduced himself to me and seemed to be happy about the peer support I provide to for the community.
I am still exhausted and don’t have time to rest or really write much more as I have to prepare for a meeting in Atlanta tomorrow evening. I’ll tell you more about that after tomorrow. When I’ve had time to rest and can operate without the toothpicks propping my eyes open. As it is now, the couch is seriously calling my name and I’m doing everything I can to resist but I have this feeling resistance is futile and won’t last much longer.