maylea_moon
11-06-2005, 10:51 PM
Hello, this is my first time posting here so first I'll tell my story.
My pregnancy with my son Rowan was very easy. I was sick in the beginning, but not too sick, probably average. I have a very small frame and was worried I wouldn't be able to gain enough weight to have a healthy pregnancy and was suprised and delighted when I put on 40 lbs without much effort. We became pregnant on our very first cycle TTC and he was born after 15 hours of generally easy labor, a vaginal birth, no tearing, etc...He was a happy, healthy and very mellow, good natured baby. After he was born I was on cloud 9, I was so happy. I couldn't believe that any women ever got depressed after they had babies.
Well, then at day 5 postpartum, I was sitting on the couch with my mother, trying to get my son to latch on correctly while nursing and out of nowhere it was like a wave hit me. I started bawling. My mom thought it was because I was having nursing problems and was like, "Oh honey, you'll get it, it just takes time". I just started crying harder and told her, "It's not that, I don't know what's wrong with me, but what If I turn out to be a terrible mother?" She told me it was normal to feel emotional after birth because of the hormones and all of that but it felt like so much more.
That night I couldn't sleep. I remember getting up in the middle of the night to get some water and I just collapsed next to my bed and started bawling my eyes out. It was probably about 2am. My heart started racing and I had a full fledged panic attack. I called up my mom (who had flown back to seattle) and told her I felt like I was going crazy. it slowly got worse and worse. I remember being terrified of everything. I'd wake up several times in the night with my heart racing. Sometimes I was so upset I would vomit. I couldn't be alone. I remember being afraid for my husband to sleep. Somehow I felt like if he was sleeping he wasn't really there with me. I felt so scared and alone. The weird thing was, I don't even know what I was scared of, but I was terrified of the entire world. I kept thinking I was going insane and if I felt this way forever how could I possibly be a mother? I loved my son and I never felt like I wanted to hurt him, not ever. I just felt so scared, alone and helpless.
Eventually I took myself to the ER because I was so afraid. I was put on Paxil and within a month I was back to my normal happy self. My son is now 14 months old and I love him to death and I never feel that fear like I used to and thank God for that.
Now I know my PPD didn't last long but somehow I think I'd rather have depression for a year (I suffered depression for years as a teenager) than the extreme fear and anxiety I experienced for about 2 months after his birth. I didn't expect it at all and it completely took me by suprise and overwhelmed me.
My question is this, we're trying to decide if we're ready to have another baby but the fear of that happening is holding me back. I don't know if I could go through that again. Part of me feels like this time I will be prepared, I'll expect it, and if it happens it wont be so bad since I've been through it before and I will know it goes away. But then part of me feels like, "yeah well, what if it's just as bad?" I really really want my son to have siblings. I guess I'm just looking for other people who can relate.
My pregnancy with my son Rowan was very easy. I was sick in the beginning, but not too sick, probably average. I have a very small frame and was worried I wouldn't be able to gain enough weight to have a healthy pregnancy and was suprised and delighted when I put on 40 lbs without much effort. We became pregnant on our very first cycle TTC and he was born after 15 hours of generally easy labor, a vaginal birth, no tearing, etc...He was a happy, healthy and very mellow, good natured baby. After he was born I was on cloud 9, I was so happy. I couldn't believe that any women ever got depressed after they had babies.
Well, then at day 5 postpartum, I was sitting on the couch with my mother, trying to get my son to latch on correctly while nursing and out of nowhere it was like a wave hit me. I started bawling. My mom thought it was because I was having nursing problems and was like, "Oh honey, you'll get it, it just takes time". I just started crying harder and told her, "It's not that, I don't know what's wrong with me, but what If I turn out to be a terrible mother?" She told me it was normal to feel emotional after birth because of the hormones and all of that but it felt like so much more.
That night I couldn't sleep. I remember getting up in the middle of the night to get some water and I just collapsed next to my bed and started bawling my eyes out. It was probably about 2am. My heart started racing and I had a full fledged panic attack. I called up my mom (who had flown back to seattle) and told her I felt like I was going crazy. it slowly got worse and worse. I remember being terrified of everything. I'd wake up several times in the night with my heart racing. Sometimes I was so upset I would vomit. I couldn't be alone. I remember being afraid for my husband to sleep. Somehow I felt like if he was sleeping he wasn't really there with me. I felt so scared and alone. The weird thing was, I don't even know what I was scared of, but I was terrified of the entire world. I kept thinking I was going insane and if I felt this way forever how could I possibly be a mother? I loved my son and I never felt like I wanted to hurt him, not ever. I just felt so scared, alone and helpless.
Eventually I took myself to the ER because I was so afraid. I was put on Paxil and within a month I was back to my normal happy self. My son is now 14 months old and I love him to death and I never feel that fear like I used to and thank God for that.
Now I know my PPD didn't last long but somehow I think I'd rather have depression for a year (I suffered depression for years as a teenager) than the extreme fear and anxiety I experienced for about 2 months after his birth. I didn't expect it at all and it completely took me by suprise and overwhelmed me.
My question is this, we're trying to decide if we're ready to have another baby but the fear of that happening is holding me back. I don't know if I could go through that again. Part of me feels like this time I will be prepared, I'll expect it, and if it happens it wont be so bad since I've been through it before and I will know it goes away. But then part of me feels like, "yeah well, what if it's just as bad?" I really really want my son to have siblings. I guess I'm just looking for other people who can relate.