As part of Post Natal Depression Awareness week, I had to share a little bit more about where I’m at in my PND journey, I’m nearly there!
I’ve been walking with a bit of a kick in my step this week and I’m really proud of myself. Over the past almost two years, I felt like I’d never get to this point. Post Natal Depression has been the toughest thing I’ve ever had to conquer in my life and I think I’ve almost reached the light at the end of the tunnel.
Why am I proud of myself? Well, firstly because I was the one that made myself go to the doctor and I’m proud of myself because I saw another doctor for a second opinion, and although I was diagnosed late, I’m glad I went because this was the first step. I’m proud of myself because I’ve worked hard with my psychologist, I went in with an open mind and with no expectation that she would miraculously make me better but with the understanding that I needed to practice the cognitive therapies she gave me and really put in the effort after each session. I’m proud of myself because I’ve pulled myself out of a deep and dark hole, somewhere I never want to go again. I’m proud of myself because I can now deal with stressful situations with a sense of calm instead of panic, stress or frustration. I’m proud of myself because with all that I have achieved, I can now give 100% to the most important people in my life, My Husband and My Son.
I feel as though I’ve been released from a horrible prison, a place where I couldn’t see forward to a normal and happy life, a place where I couldn’t ever imagine mothering another child again, a place where I felt wracked with guilt and the sense of being an incompetent mother. I now feel free, like I could run through a huge open field and scream out loud with glee. I get excited about the thought of having another baby now, I feel the emotions I went through when I was last pregnant. To feel this way again is bliss, it’s a feeling I thought was gone forever.
And finally, I’m proud of myself for actually letting myself feel proud. For too long I’ve criticised, doubted and questioned myself and it’s about damn time I felt good.
To my readers, if you don’t feel right after having your baby, don’t do what I did and think that it must be a normal part of motherhood, it isn’t. Please go and see your GP. If you don’t think your doctor was helpful, seek a 2nd opinion. Elliott was 19 months old when I was diagnosed. My first doctor was quite unhelpful which made me feel stupid for bringing it up in the first place, I felt like I mustn’t have really had a problem, so I left it. It wasn’t until things started to get worse that I saw another doctor who was wonderful. Unfortunately I feel like a big chunk of Elliott’s life is a blur to me because I didn’t deal with my PND sooner, so please seek help and support sooner rather than later.
The two websites below are a great resource for information on PND. I would highly recommend looking at them if you’re a bit unsure about how you’re feeling, if you need guidance or if your loved one has PND it’s a good place to learn about the illness, but remember, it’s okay for you to not completely understand…providing support is the main thing.
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