Category Archives: postpartum depression

A Little Nervous

I have my first “big” speaking engagement on Friday and I can feel myself starting to get nervous. I know I’ll be fine. I’m really looking forward to meeting Katherine Stone and Dr. Jeffrey Newport. I am more in awe that I have been asked to speak along with them than anything else and it speaks volumes to me as to how far I have come since giving birth to my first daughter and struggling through those first dark days of Postpartum OCD all alone. I have found immense comfort in the knowledge that I will never be alone again and that has made all the difference this time around. (Ok, that, and the meds. I can’t forget about the meds.)

I’d like to take this opportunity to again thank everyone who believed in me and has supported me through this endeavor – especially my husband who lived through it all with me and is still here (although snoring at the moment) and as strong as ever. Amazement really doesn’t do this justice – the journey I’ve been on has been such a treacherous and yet fantastically awe-inspiring one at the same time. I can’t wait to share it on Friday and hopefully educate and light the way for other women to emerge from their PPD coccoon with as much strength and energy and support as I have.

Once Upon A Time…

there were two little girls, Allison & Charlotte. They lived in a cottage in the woods with their parents and two precious puppies.

One day, Alli & Charlotte were walking through the woods when they found a magical egg. Charlotte shrugged her shoulders and said “eh?” then touched the egg. POOF! Alli & Charlotte were magically transported to the land of Politeness where everyone said Yes Ma’am, No Ma’am, Please, and Thank You.

In the middle of Politeness was a giant purple gum drop. No one dared touch it because they didn’t  know what would happen if they did. Charlotte again shrugged her shoulders and said “eh?” and suddenly they were back at home, snug in their beds, dreaming about the purple gum drop.

(I made up this story and told it to the girls right before nap time. Totally spur of the moment. Not bad, huh? To top it off, Alli told the story to Daddy tonight at dinner. AWWWWWW)

Karen Kleiman blogs about lil’ ole me!

This morning while nursing Cameron at the appointed hour of 630a (he’s my little alarm clock!) I checked my email via my PDA and got a lovely surprise in my email from Google Alerts, letting me know that Karen Kleiman had posted about me at her blog. I am honoured to be mentioned by the woman who, through her book, What am I thinking: Having a Baby after Postpartum Depression, was the reason I started this blog to begin with.

Thank you Karen for the honor and for all your hard work in the PPD world!

GREAT READ!!!! The Lifter of My Head by Sue McRoberts

Sue McRoberts is an amazing woman. Not only did she survive a difficult struggle with Postpartum Depression but she has also raised herself up to share her story with us and for that I commend her. As I know from personal experience, the first step you make to admitting there is a problem is a hard one but making the decision to share your story with others takes a lot of courage. Speaking out against the shame and stigma attached to PPD is a very courageous thing to do.

Sue’s book, The Lifter of My Head: How God sustained me during Postpartum Depression is an amazing read. Not only does Sue share with us how her faith grounded her during her spiral downward and helped to soothe her towards recovery, but she also educates her readers by explaining the disorders under the PPD umbrella as well as points her readers towards reliable sources for help in their time of need. This book is a responsible and respectful look into the world of PPD.

Coming soon I will have interviews with Sue McRoberts and her fellow bloggers from Totally New Moms so stay tuned!

Buenos Noches!

I am sitting at the PACE meeting (no one is here but me) listening to Santana’s Corazon Espinado via Rhapsody, watching the cars go by and the clouds slowly sink into their muted pinks and blues signaling the setting of the sun.

I wanted to type that in Spanish but I am so horribly rusty I’m sure I would have butchered it. In my prime with Spanish, I actually wrote poetry and translated a few poems too – including one of Langston Hughes’ poems which was really cool in Spanish. I’d be hard pressed to do that today although I am TRYING to get my skills back. I say trying because well, I have the cd’s, booklets, etc – it’s just finding the time. I’m immersing myself back into Latin music in the hopes of getting my mind back into that frame. I used to think in spanish while speaking english too. I think I even had a few dreams in spanish as well.

Started school time with the girls this week. So far it’s going ok, but then again, it’s just day two. Charlotte does flashcards, Alli traces her letters. She’s getting pretty good too. Charlotte was a LOT more talkative today and hopefully that’s a sign of more to come because I am really going to get aggressive on her talking. I suspect she knows how to say a lot more than she lets on and I am tired of letting her slide and I am not going to sit back and do nothing. She has a very small spoken vocabulary but is very high functioning receptively. It’s so frustrating!