I recently caught up with a girlfriend whose baby is a few months old. She answered the door straight out of the shower and promptly burst into tears before I could say hello. I came with banana bread and we ate that and drank tea and sat on the floor playing with her gorgeous little baby daughter.
I watched her. I listened to her. I watched her with her baby and I looked at her eyes when she spoke. She was tearful, she was EXHAUSTED but she didn’t have PND, of that I was almost certain.
A couple of weeks later and she’s much better. She was just having a bad day. I’ve had plenty of those in the first few months of motherhood! Who hasn’t.
But it made me think about how important it is that we keep an eye on each other. We must look out for our friends when they’re pregnant and after they’ve had babies. We must watch and listen and notice how they seem. If you’re already a mother, you’ll probably be able to tell the difference between a bad day and something more serious.
Don’t be polite. Ask questions. If you’re worried say something. If she avoids you or deflects your questions, talk to her partner or her mother or one of her other friends. Don’t just let it slide. Because the best people to notice that something isn’t right is often the friends of a new mother. And it’s beholden on all of us to not let anyone slip through the cracks…….
It’s post-natal depression awareness week this week. Celebrities and people in the public eye do us all a great service when they speak openly and honestly about difficult times in their lives. Especially when those things are intensely private and often misunderstood things like mental illness, relationships, body image or addiction.
Journalist Jessica Rowe experienced post-natal depression after the birth of her first daughter Allegra. She’s now a Beyondblue Ambassador and here she shares her personal experience of Postnatal Depression and you can also hear more stories, share your personal experience or find out more about Postnatal Depression on the Just Speak Up website.
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After the birth of princess number 2 I was diagnosed with post natal depression.
I think there was a lot of contributing factors to this. I worked full time up until the day before I gave birth. As paid maternity leave was not compulsory in Australia I came back to work six weeks after having a caesarean section which in hind sight was far too early. "Work" at the time was hosting a breakfast radio show for austereo. It wasn't ideal however if I didn't work we wouldn't have been able pay our mortgage..
The baby was born in Feb 07. The furst few months were ok I was up and down emotionally but just put that down to being a working Mum and the hours I kept. Getting out of bed at 3:45am to do breakfast radio was hard enough add in "angry, sad, lonely woman" and it became near impossible.
I was crying at the drop of a hat, any little thing would set me off but at the same time I could fly into a red hot rage over the smallest things. The way my husband ate his food would often see me throwing things at his head..
And the guilt.. It was just all consuming.. I kept berating myself over feeling flat. What right did I have to be sad? I had an amazing family, loving husband and a great job in the media..
One morning, around 8 months after the birth of my 2nd I just couldn't do it, for the first time I had to say everything got the better of me. I felt the world would be a better place with me away from it.
My husband said to me "you need to go to the doctors I can't help you feel better". Go to the doctors? What was I going to say? Hi, Dr... I feel like crap for no apparent reason.. Got a pill for that?
I took myself off to my GP; to be honest I thought I was losing my mind. She put her hand on my arm and said you're not crazy you've got post natal depression. It was such a revelation to me I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.- Cue floods of tears. I cried oh how I cried. It had not occurred to me once that this may be what had been wrong with me.
Then I felt relieved- I knew why I had been feeling so bad and that I could now do something to improve things. The moment I was diagnosed it was as if the clouds parted and I could see a way through the fog I had been in for a year.
Depression is not something that you should be embarrassed about it affects many people from all walks of life.
I still see a therapist but am no longer taking anti-depressants. At the time, they probably saved my life.
If you have been feeling as I did there is light at the end of the tunnel, I promise it can get better but you must seek help.
I had PND after the birth of my son, but it wasn't recognized until he was 8 months old and I ended up in sleep school with him. On the outside I appeared to be coping, I'm good at not showing how I feel. Sure all I could manage to eat during the day was Tim Tams, the thought of getting out of the fridge both bread and butter was too much for me, but no one noticed, I was home alone with a baby.
Fortunately there was a fantastic psychiatrist at the sleep school who quickly realized how I just wasn't coping and that it wouldn't get better if I just had a decent nights sleep. In the end I took medication for a year or so and it was a great decision, because then I realised how I hadn't been feeling 'normal' for such a long time.
You may not cry every day, you may appear normal on the outside to friends and family, but if you feel tense and stressed non-stop, if you feel anxious, if you feel like you don't want to spend time alone with your child, that you can only cope if you're with other people, then maybe you need to see your doctor.