Our next story comes from a friend I met on a baby board when I was pregnant with my Wild Thing. Teera is currently in training to become a doula. You can find her on her website and Instagram. Today, she shares her struggle with ppd.
“I sat. I cried. I raised my voice and yelled at the kids, only to immediately hate myself for yelling at them. I worried that I was failing them as a mom. My fears began take over and I felt paralyzed. It took all my strength to pick Emma up and nurse her. But I promise I thought about getting up to clean, I really wanted to make sure you came home to a clean house after work, but I couldn’t. The stress and fear was to overwhelming, and when my mind started to go over everything that still needed to be done… I just couldn’t.”
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From the Author: Hi! My name is Teera and I have 3 beautiful children, two boys and a girl, ages 10, 3 and 8.5 months. I didn’t develop PPD/PPA until after the birth of my daughter. I have always been hesitant to tell people about it because of my fear of being deemed an “incapable” parent. I am slowly learning that many go through what I am going through and that it’s okay to talk about it.
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I just read your story and feel for you. I experienced some post pardum depression after my first born and did not have a connection with her until after the depression passed, around 8 or 9 months I believe. I was never diagnosed because I didn’t understand what was going on. I didn’t realize that I was depressed even though I was in it. I am so sorry you are going through this and medication is not helping. Are you able to see a counselor or therapist? I have seen one and it has helped me deal with a lot of emotions as a Mama and as a wife. I hope you are able to get the help you need. In the mean time I wish I could give you a hug and sit and chat with you. You are brave talking about this when going through it! You are strong and you are beautiful!
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