Today I’m sharing my journey with Postpartum Depression and Anxiety. This in no way constitutes a medical diagnosis or treatment. If you or someone you love is struggling with these issues, please contact a medical professional.
Here’s to Telling the Truth
Today, I was originally going to write a post about taking kids to the pool and the splash pad. It was going to try to be funny and list some questions to ask yourself before you took them. I still might post that, but I don’t have it in me right now to be funny or witty.
The truth is, it’s currently 1:30 am, and I am having a rough night. Matt is asleep and unaware that I’m in the living room having a meltdown. My daughter is in bed with her curls exploding around her beautiful face. My son is sleeping peacefully with his little tummy peeking out from his sleep shirt. I am WIDE awake because my mind is an ugly place to be right now. I’m having trouble telling myself that these thoughts and feelings are the depression talking and not me.