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New Mom’s Viral Post Highlights the Lack of Postpartum Care

"No one poked me. No one proded."

Anneliese Lawton Facebook

One mom is going viral after a moving Facebook post about the unfortunate lack of postpartum care that new moms everywhere suffer through each day. The mother of two noted that after the birth of both her sons, doctors were bending over backward to make sure that everything was okay with them. Yet, as the person who put her body through hell to bring them both into this world, she felt decidedly ignored.

“After my boys were born, there were appointments. To check their latch. To check their weight. To check their hearing. To check the color of their skin for signs of jaundice. There were appointments. There were regular pokes and prods. Their well-being was front and center,” Anneliese Lawton wrote. “I’d say, when it comes to our health-care system, they were well taken care of. Then there was me. A first-time mom without a clue. Engorged, bleeding, and stitched up. Sent home with some painkillers and stool softeners. Thrown into motherhood with the expectation my instincts would kick in.”

After my boys were born, there were appointments.To check their latch.To check their weight.To check their…

Posted by Grown Up Glamour by Anneliese Lawton on Monday, October 15, 2018

Lawton went on to lament the fact that despite the sometimes hellish nightmare that is the first few weeks of motherhood, “No one checked my stitches, my healing, or my sanity until eight weeks postpartum.” Even after her first handful of checkups Lawton still felt like all she got was “a pat on the back” before being “sent on my way.”

As Lawton eventually explained, while she hails from Canada and is thankful for the good health care afforded to her by the government, on a personal level, it’s often not enough. She said that after doctors discovered and removed a tumor from her body, she was in front of her surgeon again two weeks later. But, after birthing a child, she had no such luck.

“Our world forgets about mothers. We slip through the cracks. We become background noise. And in that we learn our role… our place in our family unit… to always come last,” she wrote. “…We’re not just a uterus. We’re not just a lifeline to a new and precious soul. We’re mothers. And we need someone to make sure we’re ok, too.”