Wow, what a year it has been! Yes, I’m happy to report that I made it through my first year of motherhood…and my child and husband survived too. HA!
There’s no doubt that we all survived because of the Lord’s graciousness. I’m so thankful to Him not only for giving us a little boy that is fun to be around the majority of the time (hey, all kids have their moments), a fabulous husband that loves and supports me through my “moments,” but for helping me as I walked through the darkness of postpartum depression.
Trent and I were talking a few days ago and we both agreed that I’m doing so much better with motherhood now that my depression is behind me. I was on the roller coaster for about 9 months. The dark days would come and go, and just when I thought things were better I’d be back in the pit. It.was.so.hard. I still have moments once a month (don’t most women) but I’m so thankful that the worst is behind me!
I’m learning that postpartum depression is something that a lot of women struggle with. Why don’t we talk about it more?
After walking through it, I have no doubt it’s because we feel like there’s something wrong with us if life isn’t “perfect” after our baby arrives. We have this idea in our heads that we’re supposed to be the perfect mother and life is going to be all roses and unicorns. When the roses and unicorns turn into babies crying at all hours of the night and blow outs, life is skewed.
My sister, if you’re walking through postpartum depression I want to tell you that there’s nothing wrong with you and that you’re still a wonderful mother.
Don’t try to do everything on your own. Seek help from your friends and family who so desperately want to be there for you. You may even need to open up and tell someone what you’re dealing with because you’ve been keeping it to yourself. And don’t be ashamed if you need to seek professional help (whether that be meds from your OB or talking it out with a counselor). Walk down this road one day at a time. Don’t look too far into the future or it will feel daunting. You are not alone – you aren’t the first to face depression and you won’t be the last. It’s a club that no one wants to be part of. :o)
This man! It makes me cry just thinking about what I’ve put him through and how wonderful he’s been to me. He certainly stuck to his wedding vow of “for better or worse” during the past year.
Not only is he a fabulous husband, but he’s an exceptional father to Dalton. I wish you could see them together because it’s so evident how much they adore each other!
Trent is a very hands-on dad who will bathe and feed Dalton, isn’t afraid to wash out clothes when there’s a blow-out (I’ll even go as far to say that he’s better at it than I am), and lovingly prays over and cares for Dalton. Really, a girl couldn’t ask for anything more. I’m so blessed!
And this little guy. He’s a laid back little boy who sleeps through the night and, for the most part, obeys his mom and dad. He looks serious most of the time because he’s inquisitive, but he also smiles a lot (I guess he gets that from me). There’s no doubt about it, he’s stolen both of our hearts!
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