My first pregnancy I was fine with no signs of depression. The baby came and when we got home it hit me out of no where. It was one of the most awful things I've felt. 2 weeks later my husband took me in to my doctor for help. I'm so glad he did. It's no joke and it can hit out of no where like it did me. I'm on baby 2 now at 35 weeks. Lately I've been thinking about how it was with #1 and praying it doesn't happen again.
I myself suffer from severe depression an bipolar since being pregnant can't take meds so during theses past 8 months it's been sorta difficult with all the emotions plus 4 kids already. But u just need to breath an take a moment to yourself. I always get ppd afterwards but since I don't breastfeed I can go back to my meds right after birth
I was high on adrenaline as my son came early and was ok for the 1st couple of months. And then it hit me. I remember being completely detached on one hand: looking down on my crying baby and not feeling an ounce of happiness. I was like what's wrong with me, isn't this the best time of my life? And on the other hand i had this strong urge to take my baby and walk to a railway crossing.
STILL MAKES ME SHUDDER.
I didn't get much in terms of help due to my then dr being useless (i changed drs 4x during the 1st 6months of my son's life!).
What did help me was returning to work. It meant detaching myself from the whole situation and experiencing actual longing for my baby.
I must add that i had noone on hand to help me when I most needed it. The only person who knew how I was feeling lived too far for a visit but supported me over the phone.
Please girls, you need to build a support network around you. Make sure the people who surround you understand the struggle. Last thing you want is those that make it worse - "you need to relax more, your child will settle when you're settled", "babies cry, that's what they do", "how about some exercise to boost your endorphins" was the 3 worst pieces of "advice" i got. Seemingly harmless and well meant but advice wasn't something i needed at the time.
Xoxo
There is a light at the end of the tunnel...
Yes, I'm 8 months and over the past 3 weeks, I have fallen into despair. Not sure why. I'm 39, and am having quite a bit of discomforts with this one. UTIs, etc. Plus I'm nervous about and overwhelmed about all that has to be done to prepare for his arrival. Anyway, hang in there. Consider medication and psychotherapy, and in the meantime keep busy and try to go on dates and stuff w your husband. Take care.
I've been up and down this pregnancy.... Idk y... Maybe it's the hormones.... With my son I had it for a short bit... I was more disappointing myself thinking I couldn't do this and that I was doing something wrong.... But I'm so proud of my son and myself for never giving up and just taking it day by day...
Do things you love to do... Go for a walk or a long drive ... Listen to your music loud and let it all out.... That helps me :)