Sunday, August 30, 2009

PPD In Review

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My heart is heavy with this subject. I've been pondering it for weeks. I've been wanting to blog about it for some time, but I just haven't had the gumption to do it yet. But I need to get it out. It's eating me up inside.

Post labor with Nadia

It seems that my life took a swing, a twist, got bunched up the day Nadia was born. I had had 20 hours of hard labor, a placenta that fell to pieces and the dr had to manually get out and I believe I hemorrhaged. My bp was 80/50. I was seeing the visual aura I usually see before a migraine off and on for about 24 hours after she was born. It was bad. I plummeted, physically, mentally. I hit rock bottom. And I had a newborn to care for. I believe the PPD hit me before I left the hospital. I did not feel like myself at all, no baby-lovely feeling time ever. I struggled to feel something for her. To this day I am ashamed to say that. I didn't feel like myself until she turned a year old.
I used to tell myself that I loved her because I cared for her needs, but I didn't feel anything. I hated that. I felt horrible about it. And I felt alone. I felt so alone I thought I was going to implode. The anxiety, the fear, the sadness and the loneliness were so crushing.
The time after I have a baby is so surreal. I feel sort of lightheaded, like everything is swirling around me and I'm just kinda there. I hate that.
The way Nadia and I's relationship started has bled into our relationship today. I still struggle with feeling close to her, with having a bond. I have to work at it. I love her, I do. But it's not like I see with other mothers and their children.

Post labor with Rhys

So naturally when I got pregnant with Rhys I was scared. I did research. I thought maybe the PPD with Nadia was just circumstantial. It might not come back. My midwife told me the supplements to take to help since I was already at risk. He was born on Saturday. I had the euphoria, the baby-loveliness, the high that a lot of women feel and that I didn't with Nadia. But by Friday I could feel the blanket already being pulled over my head. Dread filled me, I knew IT had found me again. I called my midwife. She checked in on me every other day and by the next week she urged me to see a dr to seek medicinal care. I did. I should've seen a woman. Stupid dr.
It took time for the Zoloft to kick in. During that time I can remember the anxiety, the fear. I remember sitting in Rhys' chair in his room holding him and bawling. I remember Nadia standing tentatively behind the door frame, scared, asking what was wrong. How do you explain depression to a toddler? I remember wanting to hurt my children. Oh I am so ashamed to say that. My precious, precious babies. I can remember fantasizing on hurting myself. I remember thinking that my family, my husband would be better off without a lunatic wife to have to worry about. I believe the hand of God stayed me. He carried me through the first time and He carried me through the second time. Oh I was on drugs and I believe He used that to help me. But it was Him.
I will never forget the crushing fear and the overwhelming loneliness that comes with this. It was bad with Nadia and it got worse with Rhys. From what I read it does that. It's for this reason we have decided we are done. And for that reason I grieve. Oh I don't want to be pregnant again. I live in fear monthly that just 'one' broke through. I don't breathe again until I start. I suppose being done would be easier to accept if I had known Rhys would have been my last when I was pregnant with him. This decision came out of necessity. My children's dr and a good friend of mine both say I probably had Postpartum Psychosis. What would happen next time? Maybe I'd end up in the hospital. Maybe I'd be dead. I read up a lot on Andrea Yates. When she did this to her children I was younger and thought, along with alot of other people, how could she do this? Now, I see how she could do this. She wasn't in her right mind. She was sick. For the first time in my life I've made a decision based on a limitation. I feel like PPD has won. Perhaps that's why I grieve.
This weighs so heavily on me. I feel cheated. I feel like something I was supposed to have was taken from me. Now my relationship with my daughter is tainted because of it and I hate that. I just weaned off my meds and I'm glad for that. Rhys will be one in a month and I feel good. Probably better than I've ever felt in my life. Healthy in body and mind. But I am still sad. So sad over this. I suppose this is therapy. Thanks for listening.

Nary a Post

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Ok so I know I never blog anymore. Sorry. I am still here. We are getting ready for our big trip out west. I can't wait. We leave Sunday and will be gone for over a week. Please pray for us as we lug two kids and tons of luggage around numerous airports.

I have a list of blog subjects I want to talk about, and I will, as soon as we get back. I promise. I hope your summers are winding down well. I can't believe how fall-like it is right now. I'm making lentil soup tonight for supper.

Love to you all!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Another Blog to Check Out

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I ran across another sewing blog. This woman is amazing. You gotta check it out.

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Tons of tutorials for little girls and stuff like that. I can't believe this woman does it all with no patterns, well, bought patterns. I aspire.

Friday, August 14, 2009

My New Skirt! And a Surprise!

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I wanted to show off my newest sewing creation. I wanted a nice, comfortable skirt for traveling when we go to see my parents in New Mexico next month. I found a tutorial here and used it. I thought this would be great, since I have tons of little bit of this and that for fabric and thought I could use it up. So this is what I came up with.

And while we were away at the capitol this week I decided to finally get it. I got my nose pierced. To answer your question: Yes it hurt. Nothing like labor. But it still hurt. I love it. Not many from church have seen it, but tomorrow I am taking lunch for a work day, so I'm sure it will get exposure. It doesn't hurt much anymore, only when I wiggle my nose, just a little twinge. I am being very good about the care, I don't want an infection. But I'm curious, for those of you who have it, how long did it take to heal? And mine is just a tad pink, was yours like that for a while? I mean, it's not hot, or oozing, so I figure it's just working on healing. How did you care for it? So at any rate, I love it, am going to keep it. It commemorates my weight loss. YAY me!!

By the way, it was sort of a God thing. The guy who did it was a hard core Christian. We got to talking about that sort of stuff. I wonder how many pastors wives he's had come through there. I forgot to tip him, what do you tip a piercer?

Let me know what you think!

Sunday, August 09, 2009

Happy Birthday!

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Happy Birthday Nadia!!

Can you believe she's four?

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

New Blog to Check Out

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In my quest to make my own tiered skirt I came across a beautiful blog. This young woman is quite the writer, seamstress and also a woman of God. I encourage you to check out her blog. She has a great tutorial for a tiered skirt, of which I am making at the moment. I'll show pics of that when it's done. However, do please visit A Maiden's Musings. I think you'll enjoy!