So much focuses on how to get through PPD.
But what about AFTER.
After the storm has cleared.
After you’ve stopped fighting every day for your mind to function properly.
After the fog of this stage has lifted and you’re no longer in survival mode.
What happens then?
When does the fog lift? What if it doesn’t? What about explaining why you crawled into a hole to people who ask what happened or where you have been? How do you adjust to your new normal?
Tonight, we’ll talk about all of this and more. What happens if you face further diagnoses after coming through a Perinatal Mood & Anxiety Disorder, making friends after PPD, parenting after PPD, having kids after, lessons you’ve learned – we’ll talk about ALL of it.
I sincerely hope you’ll join us tonight at 8pm ET on Twitter for this very important chat. See you there!
It takes a village to raise a child. We are not meant to raise our children on an island by ourselves, and yet, that is what motherhood has become for so many in this modern age. That’s not to say that Perinatal Mood & Anxiety Disorders are a new fangled issue, nay, they have existed in tandem with motherhood for quite some time (even Hippocrates addressed the issue of mothers who went mad after childbirth).
Mothers need help. But often, their village is unprepared to help them when these mothers are struggling with challenges well beyond the scope of standard child-rearing issues. How do you help a mother who is fighting against the darkness of a Perinatal Mood & Anxiety Disorder, exactly? What should you do? What shouldn’t you do?
We’ll examine this and more during tonight’s chat. I sincerely hope you will join us at 8pm ET on Twitter. See you there!
Your journey hasn’t stranded you in the dark, I promise. It’s just thrown a plot twist your way. I skipped ahead. Brighter days are coming! How do I know for sure? Because I’ve been in that same darkness and come out on the other side. Some days, I fought harder than others. Some days? I didn’t fight at all. But more often than not, I fought. For myself. For my sanity. For motherhood. And now? I fight for others. I’m fighting for you, right now. You got this because you aren’t alone.
There is no shame in getting lost in the dark.
It took me a long time to figure that out for myself.
Know that you are loved.
Understood. Valued. Supported. Believed. And never, never alone.
We see you, struggling so hard. We feel you, with the weight of so much on your tender heart. We are here for you, even when you can’t look up enough to see us back. We stand together, we hold you close, and we promise you, that with this community of acceptance and love we offer you, you will survive. Just call on us, we’ll pull you through. Even when you feel you disappeared, we see you.
Our babies shine light on love we never knew we could feel; motherhood can also hurt in places we didn’t know existed. Undiscovered places suddenly come alive with pain, sometimes within a minute of feeling that surely, our hearts have grown three sizes. This morning, my knee hurts–an old breastfeeding injury. No joke!
Please know that whatever you feel, whenever you feel it, we are here for you. It is safe to tell us. We will not mock you, and chances are, we are kinder than that critical “voice” in your head.
Share your joy, love, pain, and let it go. Let others see it. Practice early and often, because the only lesson I know that applies to all mothers is that there sure are a LOT of feelings involved in this Mom thing.
I have the wisdom of being 17 years out and being able to look back and “know” what might have helped me, a bit, possibly:
1. Please mama, say yes to help, any and all help – so hard, because we are usually the helpers to everyone, trust me, say yes I need help.
2. Honor your sleep, my friend, you are so tired, you cannot keep going, please lay your head down and get 5 hours of connected sleep (that means in a row, at night) so your body and mind can rest, see #1 for help.
3. YOU are the right mom, YOU are the best mom for this baby. YOU were meant to be together, if it means you need some help – therapy, medication, support groups – do wonders, go get help. www.postpartumprogress.org lists all the resources, just reach out, or see #1 and ask someone to do it. YOU can do this. I see mamas do it everyday. You can do this.
YOU? You moms? You’re good moms. Each one of you. Each of us. Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes anxiety and a racing heart get in the way of recognizing the truth. Sometimes guilt over just about anything steals the joy we think we should always be feeling.
That joy is OURS. We can own it. We’re allowed. We should. There is no guilt. We did not do anything wrong. It is not our fault.
We’re allowed to feel happy.
Just breathe! This DOES get better.
No matter what you think, YOU ARE ENOUGH!
And also…it’s OK if you don’t have all those gushy mushy lovey feelings coming out of every pore on your body for your child.
It’s not a prerequisite. You’ve just met!