After my first child was born I was very
unexpectedly struck down with Post Natal Depression. I know ‘struck down’ sounds a bit dramatic,
but that’s how I felt. I went from a
perfectly normal pregnancy where I was counting the minutes until I’d meet my
little boy, to almost not being able to be in the same room as him when he
cried.
I was so withdrawn and ashamed about how I
was feeling that I did everything in my power to hide it. I actually did a very good job of pretending
to the outside world that I was ‘fine’ and life with a new baby was ‘fabulous’
even though it was anything but.
The problem was that I was unable to hide
it from my husband. Living in the same
house together and sharing the same bed made it impossible. He watched me slowly fall apart and listened
to me sob myself to sleep night after night.
I was in such a massive state of denial, that in my mind I was hiding it
all from him too.
I believed (at the time) that our baby
didn’t love me he just loved his Dad.
Why was it that Dad could settle him and I couldn’t? How come Dad went all doe eyed when he looked
at him and I didn’t? How did Dad get to
bond with him so quickly and I couldn’t?
All these questions were running though my head every second of every
day making me build up huge walls and barriers of resentment. I was horrible to him and it wasn’t his fault
at all.
Our relationship, which was once rock solid
before this little human was born, was falling apart too and I couldn’t even
see it. The more he tried to help the
further away I pushed him, until one day he decided to have a intervention and he
called my mum. I was so angry with him
for doing it because I saw it as the ultimate betrayal of trust. This was MY secret and not his to share.
Some time later and upon reflection I can
now fully appreciate that by stepping in and doing something he not only saved
me, but also saved us, and I will always be so grateful for that.
During the months I suffered from Post
Natal Depression the focus was so much on me, the new mum, that very few people
actually asked how my husband was doing.
Although he was over the moon by with the arrival of our precious boy,
he also had to silently watch me suffer from the sidelines and that could not
have been easy for him.
Having a new baby affects everyone
differently. Some people cope perfectly
well and others struggle. It is not
always just the mums that struggle; it can also be the Dads and relationships
too.
If you are reading this and think that
you or your partner may be suffering from Post Natal Depression than please
visit or call PANDA (http://www.panda.org.au/) on 1300
726306
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It must have taken a lot of courage for him to step in and call your mum. Glad to hear that you were able to over come it and appreciate his contributions! #superdad
ReplyDeleteLoved reading this honest and raw post. It's so important to realise the signs of PND and get help.
ReplyDeleteVery honest and great to read. This shows there is help out there :)
ReplyDeleteYears later I am very ashamed to say that I didn't recognise that my wife had PND after our 3rd child was born. I was the doe eyed Dad whose heart was stolen by a little girl. My beautiful wife managed but it was only years later that she told me of her struggles.
ReplyDeleteI felt so guilty that she never had the opportunity to share the feeling that I was experiencing. I was not a #superdad
My husband had a friend whose marriage broke up because of PND. She couldn't see it and wouldn't get help and he got shut out. It can be so awful.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you were able to get through it. Xx