Postpartum – That’s some Real SHHHHH

I want to start off by saying, I am grateful that I do not have this – but I want to address how close you can become to having it if you were able to avoid what many mothers experience after giving birth. The best way I can describe it from a non-diagnosed stand point is a depression and or life changing event that causes your life that you knew before motherhood to have gone away and everything is weighting on you.  Having children is one of the biggest life changes because once its done, it cant be reversed.  When a child is born they are now a living spirit that needs care and love to be able to survive on this earth until GOD calls them home.  For a parent, this is a huge responsibility.  Many take it for granted but that’s another conversation.  Women connect with their child as soon as pregnancy is confirmed.   The fact that you can feel and see this ball cells forming in your body with a heartbeat within thanks to modern technology is amazing and causes a woman to instantly connect to this life she created. It truly is a gift. BUT, although you carry this little embryo/fetus around with you for 9 months, your life is still somewhat the same because it hasn’t physically arrived.   


When your little human makes their entrance your so excited and cant wait to make them feel safe and loved if your a good parent.  We have this picture painted in our mind so of the type of mother we will be.  What happens with postpartum is that after you get home and the banter of a new baby from friends and family dies down, the reality of the responsibility kicks in from numerous diaper changes, crying, lack of sleep, excess body baby weight, not feeling yourself, other kids in the home if you have multiple, managing the home, husband or partner, cooking cleaning, going back to work among trying to find time to give yourself self care and manage a social life…alot right? Mothers do it all – especially career orientated moms.  With all this being said, this can cause a mother to spazz out and completely lose it if she does not have a good support system whether it be a spouse, parent, friends, care givers, partner etc.  Many woman have committed suicide cause they couldn’t take it, or even abandoned their families.  Shit gets Real! I am greatful that I have a grip on raising my daughter and my own life by staying true to me and keeping the hobbies that make me who I was before becoming a mother.  Taking time for myself as I can.  I still have a long way to go, she is only almost 4 months, but I got a good start such as making a space in the house for me and what I like to do such as blog/write/read. Keeping my facial treatments together, going back to work to take time to myself without the baby. Making play dates or dinner dates with other moms, just to name a few.  

What was your postpartum story and any advice for other moms? Thanks for Reading!



4 thoughts on “Postpartum – That’s some Real SHHHHH”

  1. I had PPD with several of my children. It’s a terrible thing. If you have ever experienced depression or PMS, you will be more prone to it because it is not just caused by stress and fatigue, it’s a hormone, thyroid, endorphin imbalance. If you’ve had it once, you should be prepared to have it again, but to also ward it off with proper treatment quickly. Don’t hesitate to tell your doctor that you need help. If they don’t listen, tell another doctor. Life with PPD is bad for you and your baby and your family. Don’t suffer silently. Thanks for writing about this very common and serious topic.

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  2. I thankfully did not experience PPD but I felt like I came close. The most important advice I received when I was pregnant that is till live by was live in love. Parents have a choice. When that baby is crying, wailing, clingy, won’t sleep, wants to be held non stop, we as parents have the choice to make a decision from a place of frustration and anger or a place of love.

    In those moments when I was frustrated, angry, and tired I tried to always make the loving choice. To pick up my baby and hug her tightly until my mood changed. To talk to her and explain what I was feeling (even though she had no idea what o was talking about). Those small things made a huge difference.

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