This
was very difficult to write, however if it helps other mums it will
be worth it...
Recently
I gave birth to my third little daughter, a bundle of cuteness and
joy- it wasn't a straight forward birth as an attempted vbac ended in
an emergency section- disappointing but necessary. Recovery was slow
and painful but I had plenty of emotional and practical support from
a lovely husband and lot of practical support with my two older girls
from my family - all fine and dandy you would have thought! I was
not prepared for what happened next.
The
weeks following the birth were a blur of establishing breastfeeding,
trying to balance the needs of my older two giving enough attention
and refereeing their squabbles and if lucky sleeping when the
opportunity arose. I didn't really notice my mood going down, I knew
that I didn't feel happy- on paper I should have been on top of the
world, a lovely family, a squidgy new baby to nuture, a business that
I love, but I just didn't feel like myself- a dark cloud had
descended and dimmed the sunshine in my life!
I
felt inadequate in all aspects of my life- I was a terrible mother,
wife , business partner -they would be better off without me. With
my family I was constantly grumpy and had very little patience for
sibling squabbles and all the things I would normally take in my
stride. Comfort eating was a problem, I was living for the next
chocolate fix . To the outside world I was able to appear normal but
inside I was constantly anxious with an ongoing feeling of sadness
and dread, even a small trip to the shop seemed like a mountain to
climb.
I
knew I couldn't go on like this, it wasn't fair on anyone, I just
wanted it to stop, to be normal again. A trip to the GP was
reassuring in that they told me that how I was feeling is so common,
officially around 1 in 5 mums get post-natal depression but probably
there are far more undiagnosed cases as that statistic doesn't
include those mums suffering who do not turn to their doctor for
help. It was good to know that I wasn't a freak or a terrible mother
but with the help of some anti- depressants, making sure to create
some time for myself, improving diet and exercising I would soon be
back to my usual self.
The
road to recovery will take a while, it is still early days but the
world is definitely a brighter place again. Depression is a lonely
illness, you can't physically see it but inside you feel broken. My
hope is that if more people talk about their illness there will be
much more awareness and understanding from society as a whole.
Mental
health needs a great deal of attention. It's the final taboo and it
needs to be faced and dealt with. Adam Ant