The recent news of how a depressed mother smothered her babies has made me incredibly sad and a bit raw and rather despondent. Following the birth of The Princess, I had a difficult time with post-natal depression. The feelings of exhaustion, utter hopelessness, uselessness, worthlessness, and the inability to think lucidly, were with me to one degree or another for the best part of twelve months. I don’t… Continue reading
Monthly Archives: October 2012
Just over three years ago, if I wasn’t on a night-shift or on-call, weekends were spent out with friends, drinking and dancing, or on a date with The Boyfriend, and generally having a rather good time.
Nowadays, the term ‘weekend’ holds little meaning to me, as The Boyfriend only has one real weekend off every six weeks, and I’m currently on maternity leave, so one day is really rather… Continue reading
This morning Little Pea and I took a trip out to our local breastfeeding group. Given that I breastfed The Princess and am fairly passionate about the whole subject, it may come as a surprise that this was my first visit to the group.
After The Princess was born, anxiety and depression kept me indoors and socially detached for a long time. As I started to get… Continue reading
I can’t believe I’m doing this again so soon, it only feels like a few months since I did it the first time, but it’s getting on for two years now…
This week, this happened:
And true to form, I’m on the verge of a breakdown over the fact that my baby is no longer a… Continue reading
Our weekend started at 4.30pm yesterday (Thursday) afternoon. Saturdays and Sundays mean little to our family; I’m on maternity leave from work (and therefore every day is a weekend, right?) and The Boyfriend works a six-day rota, meaning his weekends don’t often fall on a Saturday and Sunday. Today we decided that lunch out would be a nice way of spending time together as a family, enjoying each other’s company… Continue reading
So it turns out that taking anti-depressants EVERY DAY is really quite important. A bit like taking the contraceptive pill EVERY DAY is really quite important. Three years ago, when I felt like I was dying, I realised I had over a week’s worth of Loestren left in the packet so I peed on a stick, the window showed a pink cross, and then nine months later I had a… Continue reading