By DEBBIE SPINK
How is possible to look at a beautiful two week old baby and only want to throw it out the window? I would have thought unfathomable, until the beast of postnatal depression after the birth of my second daughter overtook me.
My illness was recognised, despite my efforts to conceal it, when I went for my check up with my Obstetrician when my daughter was seven weeks old. While I am extremely thankful that he knew I was not well and insisted on treatment, I continue to be perturbed by the comment he made as I was leaving his office to go directly to a Perinatal Psychiatrist – “I don’t know why you are depressed, your labour was fine.”
Even amongst our highly-trained medical practitioners, there remains a lack of knowledge and understanding about perinatal mental illness. This can lead to, (and most certainly does on many occasions because I witness it in other families), poor advice, a lack of support, inaccurate diagnosis and the potential for a very scary illness to progress to even deeper and darker levels.
By the time my treatment began to take effect my daughter was three months old and my toddler was two and a half. For those three months, my children experienced me crying uncontrollably; spending hours in a rocking chair completely disconnected to them and anything else; lying in bed avoiding all activities; showing anger, aggression and frustration directed at them – mostly for just for being there; and an expression that never revealed even a hint of happiness. All the while, my head was filled with thoughts of, “I want to go way and never come back”, “I don’t want her” “Please someone take her back”, “I don’t want to do this, I just can’t do this”, “I just want to throw her out the window and leave”.
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Some front line staff like obstetricians really need to lift their game. I raised the fear & risk of PND with my obstetrician when pregnant & was told, 'look, it's all hard.' No real advice, no follow-up, nothing. I'm still mad about that. But another brilliant obstetrician that I met at hospital was the exact opposite. After 15mins of conversation during a physical check-up, they told me where I needed to call if I needed help & that I was a very likely candidate for PND. It's a shame it's so hit & miss & that women's mental health is not considered equally as important as the baby's health.
Not all PND manifests in the way Debbie's did. There are many variations on the tapes we play in our heads, the weird, obsessive thoughts we have & the anxieties & behaviours we display or try to hide. If you don't feel quite right, have an honest conversation with a loved one or your GP. Bottom line, get help as soon as you can.