Post Partum Depression (PPD) is something that is not talked about very often. I am glad to say I have seen more information being publicly distributed about PPD, but it is definitely something that is not being talked about as often as it should be. Almost every mother I know, had PPD after the birth of their child[ren].
In 2014, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. My daughter was 3 years old when he was born, and she was so excited to be a big sister. My little family was complete. I had my husband, my daughter and now, I finally had my son.
One month after my son was born, my husband was deployed. It is not uncommon in this area, for mothers to deliver while their husbands are deployed, or for husbands to leave shortly after birth. Luckily, for me, my mother was living with me. So, it made the transition a little easier.
In August of 2015, I hit what people call "The Point of no Return." I was severely depressed and I made some bad decisions, which put my military career on the line. It took a lot for me to come forward and say that I was in a bad spot.
Luckily, I received help. After speaking with me for about an hour, I was diagnosed with PPD. I didn't understand how. I loved my children, more than anything in this world. I loved my son. I loved everything about him and the joy he brought to my life.
However, I didn't realize how little I took care of myself. I didn't realize that I had secluded myself from everyone. My house, well it wasn't dirty, but it wasn't clean either. There were clothes everywhere, books everywhere, I hadn't vacuumed in a while and it was extremely unorganized. I was so focused on making sure my children were okay, that I hadn't focused on the rest of my life.
The thing about PPD is most mothers don't realize they have it. If they do realize they have it, they're afraid to ask for help because they don't want to burden anyone else with their problems. They're afraid to talk to their doctors, in fear of being told "everything will be OK" and "it just takes time to adjust."
PPD is very real; It needs to be talked about. So, what can we do to help new mothers? Check on them often. I don't mean by texting or by calling. Stop by their house or apartment, and check on them. Ask them if you can watch the kid[s] while they take a shower. Offer to bring them dinner, or help with the dishes. If you see a mother is at the point of no return, get them help. Let them know that help is available, and that they aren't alone. PPD has taken the life of so many mothers, and we need to help our mothers more.
