When my obstetrician told me I was most likely suffering from postpartum depression and anxiety, I did what any rational human being does when they’re hit with a diagnosis – I “googled” it.
Google: your best friend or your worst enemy. We all have that love/hate relationship. One day you have a sense of accomplishment that you found those perfect pair of shoes you’ve looked everywhere for. The next day is filled with pure terror when WebMD tells you your cold symptoms could be a rare inoperable brain tumor. We’ve all been there right?
When I typed in “postpartum depression” in my search bar, I thought I’d come up empty handed. I had to be the only who who wasn’t enjoying the “joys” of motherhood. I had to be the only one who didn’t feel that instant connection the first time they saw their child. I had to be the only one who cringed every time someone asked “How’s motherhood? Isn’t it great?.” I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Did you know:
- 1 in 7 women will experience depression during pregnancy or after birth
- Only 15% of women will receive treatment
- More than 600,000 women will suffer from a maternal mental health disorder in the United States every year.
Before I knew it, a few good books (I’ll share those another time) ended up on my door step and I had an appointment with a psychologist who specializes in maternal mental health.
When I have bad days sometimes I feel completely isolated, but despite being in such a dark and terrifying place I take a deep breath and try to remember so many women are fighting the very same fight. I am not alone.