I suffered from and was diagnosed with Post-Partum Depression (PPD) shortly after Fit Boy was born. Many people question it’s validity which really and truly shocks me. Personally speaking, I think it’s tragic that people would rather believe you are a bad parent who doesn’t love your child than someone suffering from mental illness. But that’s strictly my experience talking, I could be mistaken.
One of the main reasons I started blogging in the first place was to put into words what was going on in my head and my day-to-day life as a way of coping. I’ve also written on several occasions on the benefits exercise, healthy eating and overall fitness had in helping me overcome my PPD. It really did save me.
As the weeks go by and I get closer to my February due date, PPD has been on my mind again. I’ve done well in keeping healthy and active through this pregnancy but I can’t help but wonder if it’s going to be enough. I don’t want to be surrounded by those dark clouds again but will I have a choice? After all, I will have 2 children to look after, will be even more sleep deprived and have a very limited support system around me to help out during those first weeks of adjusting to knew routines. I don’t want to approach it with a naive sense that because I overcame it once, I won’t have to deal with it again because there is a very real possibility that I might. I also don’t want to assume that I will show symptoms because I might not.
You can see how one can go a bit crazy running that same circle over and over and over again.
I suppose for now, all I can do is resolve to do the best I can and deal with what may come, when and if it comes.