Welcome, to After the Afterglow

This is the part no one prepares you for.

Not the birth —

but the after.

The moments when the house falls quiet.

The world moves on.

And you’re left holding a baby… and pieces of yourself you barely recognize.

After the Afterglow is a space for the mothers who aren’t sure what to say out loud.

The ones who love deeply, but ache silently.

Who wonder if it’s supposed to feel this lonely.

This heavy.

This hollow.

Here, we talk about it.

The baby blues. The postpartum fog. The identity shift.

The moments of awe tangled with guilt.

The poetry inside the pain.

You’ll find essays, reflections, and soft spaces to land —

Not advice. Not perfection.

Just honesty.

If you’ve ever cried at 2 a.m. and thought, “Is it just me?” —

this space will whisper back,

“No, love. It’s not just you.”

You’re not broken.

You’re becoming.

Welcome.

— Rose