Finding Myself

There are two million things that I want to tell hubby right at this moment but we are not pausing long enough for the words to get out. I really hope to God that this 'phase' is purely a postnatal emotion thing (I hate to use the word 'depression'- sounds too dramatic, even for me).

Has my role been reduced to 'bearer of children' and/or 'carer of offsprings' and/or 'reliable, supportive wife'? Could I be more than that? Are we equal? Are we supposed to be equal in the first place? Am I significant to him as a person?

I wish I could just search within myself and find the answers. I'm sure a justification (or at least an explanation) exists somewhere- I've just got to find it.