Postpartum Depression. Something I've kept private for the past four months. After 87 days in the hospital I knew that the transition to the "real world" as a mother would be a shock but never expected to struggle with PPD. After staying so positive during my hospital stay I never imagined I would slip into depression after finally going home. I was confused. It was supposed to be happy, exciting, and fulfilling but instead I felt like I was walking around numb and in pain. I felt overwhelmed and so much anxiety. My home felt different. My relationships felt different. I felt like a failure of a mother despite all I went through. I spent days crying and didn't know why. I felt connected with my child but to nothing and no one else. I had fear and anxiety when others tried to help with my baby. I was miserable. I tried to keep it hidden but my husband and mother could see through it all. With their support, I sat in the doctors office talking with the doctor I had seen and grown so close to during my hospital stay and with tears I finally admitted, "I need help." Three words that took all the courage in me to say. I'm so thankful for the support that I had from my family and doctors. I was able to get my life back and find happiness again. I'm only posting this because I felt so alone at the time. If you are a new mom and struggling you are NOT alone. This pain is temporary. Other women are feeling the exact same way. You are amazing. You are Super Mom. If you need a friend, someone to talk to or just to give you a hug.... please contact me. #ppd #postpartumdepression
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