Beyond the Baby Blues—Postpartum Depression Part 2

For Part 1 of this story, click HERE.

My sister's doctor was amazing solely because he listened. He expressed concern. He cared. That was what I needed. His response enabled me to trust him. He let me know that antidepressants were a viable option. He also suggested I take a sleeping pill since I wasn't sleeping at all at night and the lack of sleep was contributing to my anxiety.

I truly believe that through the faith and prayers of others, that doctor was inspired to prescribe the medication he did. Within a week of taking it, I could tell a difference. I was able to control my emotions a little more and convince myself that my feelings of dread and anxiety weren't rational. Each day got better and better until I finally felt like myself again.

I have since had two more children and had postpartum with each one. It was not near as bad as the first time because I remained on my medication throughout my pregnancies. I had to up my dosage after each baby, but that's okay. I'm not ashamed for relying on medication to feel normal.

I'm not saying that everyone needs to take medication to overcome postpartum depression. What I am saying is that it's an option. You don't have to suffer. I've now had two friends tell me they went through this for a year before it went away. A YEAR. No one needs to go through what I went through for that long. You're a better parent when you feel like yourself. It's okay to take care of yourself. It will enable you to better serve your family and others.

Don't settle for feeling mediocre. Don't settle for doctors and nurses that tell you it's "common" or that "a lot of women go through this" and fail to treat you like an individual. You deserve more. Find someone who listens and cares.

Most of all, I want you to know you're not alone. It may sound strange, but I'm so grateful my mother and sister went through the same thing. They were able to honestly say they knew how I felt and I needed that. And if I can be there to show empathy for someone else with postpartum depression, it was worth every tear I shed.