
This book was written by Heather B. Armstrong, aka, dooce.com. She is now the mother of two kids, but when she wrote this book she had one kid. This book talked about her pregnancy and what happened to her when she had post-partum depression.
She was hospitalized for four days due to her anxiety she felt about being a mother. Even though her baby was sleeping for 12-hour stretches, she herself was unable to sleep for a month.
I think this is a good read for new mothers. After I had Emily I had the baby blues pretty bad. All these months I've read various things about post partum depression and what I had compared to a lot of women was a lot tamer.
The baby blues are the hormonal/sleep adjustments that can go wrong after having a baby. Post-partum depression is full blown depression and anxiety that will last much longer than just the baby blues.
While Heather could not sleep, I could not get enough sleep. And I think that's what was the main cause of my situation. Never in all my life, including college, had I had to function on four hours of sleep or less a day. There were about two days two weeks after Emily was born that I could not function.
We went to the doctor, had blood tests run and I was diagnosed with the "baby blues." I was told to take anti-depressants and get as much sleep as possible. Right, so easy huh. But I enlisted more help from our moms and things did get better pretty quickly actually.
I didn't have a lot of anxiety, but I had a lot of overwhelming feelings and a lot of crying. I felt like each day was groundhog day. It was the same thing over and over. I actually wanted to go back to work! A real sign that something was amiss.
So this book showed me that others do have some of the feelings I had. I feel guilty when I think about that time because while I was so incredibly happy to have a healthy baby, I was worn down and I feel like I missed out on a week of her life.
My blues went away by the fourth week. Heather's didn't really show up until the 8th week or so. She went to the hospital, got on the correct medicine and immediately started feeling better.
This topic is so taboo. It was very frustrating for me because I would ask literally everyone I knew who had kids and asked if they cried every day? Were they really emotional? How did they adjust to no sleep? And I seemed to be the only one who experienced the feelings I was feeling. Which made things much worse for me. I thought I was an epic failure at adjusting to motherhood.
I guess either everyone really didn't experience any of these feelings (which I find hard to believe) or nobody wants to admit they felt this way. The only one who admitted feeling this way was my grandmother. She had five kids of her own. In the hospital she warned me. She said "watch out for the baby blues." I thought eh, not going to happen to me. And it sure did.
She said with each baby she felt sad and overwhelmed, but it always got better. I wish moms would talk about this more so we can realize that it's just hard as hell being a mom. It's the best job in the world and the most difficult.
I think we all want to raise the best kid that ever existed and run a perfect household. It's just not possible. We can only do the best we can.
And good grief, we need to cut ourselves some slack. As a couple of doctors told me, a pregnant woman is the most hormonal creature in nature. Once you take the baby out, your hormone levels are like roller coasters. But this too shall pass.
I'm glad I read the book. But it is not light reading and for those who do not have kids, it could easily be perceived as her complaining a lot. But at the time, this is what she felt. She's really brave for writing out her story.