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Dealing with postpartum depression is difficult in a country that puts so much pressure on its mothers. Seek help, and don't be afraid, says this post.
Dealing with postpartum depression is difficult in a country that puts so much pressure on its mothers. Seek help, and don’t be afraid, says this post.
Yes, it’s true, Postpartum depression does exist! And I have tasted it. It made a home in my life some five years ago, when I had my baby girl. I struggled with it for almost a year. A couple of months after her birth, I could feel a change in me – with all the crying, feeling helpless, and the negativity. I didn’t know why I was acting that way and why were such reactions coming out of me – I really didn’t know what it was.
And once I knew and read about it, I did not want to acknowledge it at all, as at that special time in your life, you are supposed to ooh and aah about your little bundle of joy. Depression does take those special moments out of your life, and you are left with a stubborn urge to cry, feel helpless, friendless, knowledge-less, and there is hardly anyone who can bring you out of it.
There are therapies available now, and doctors (even in India) are taking it very seriously. But, for the new mothers, it is not easy to recognize it. But if you see or feel the first signs of it, I would suggest you reach out for help. See a counsellor and your doctor, and I am sure they’ll be able to help you out.
I, for one, did not reach out to anyone. I waited and waited that these feelings of denial and restlessness will fade away – but they didn’t. They got really aggressive, and then I did speak to a couple of people around me about it, but that was of no use. They pin-pointed my move to a new place, joblessness, as the reasons of my angry and ‘not so me’ behaviour. But I knew deep down that it wasn’t just that.
There is such stigma attached to what you feel after you have a baby in our country, that it is very hard for new moms to talk about their real feelings at that time…
Although these factors aggravated my situation, they were not the sole cause of it. There is such stigma attached to what you feel after you have a baby in our country, that it is very hard for new moms to talk about their real feelings at that time — about how their lives have changed, about how they miss the older times, about how they feel they won’t be able to take care of their own child.
A baby changes a lot of things in your life, even if you are mentally and physically prepared to have one, sometimes the situations and the behaviour of people around you makes it all the more hard to adjust to the newer environment. Postpartum depression not only makes you depressed and angry, but also makes you feel guilty that you are feeling all these emotions at such a happy time in your life when you have your little bundle of joy in your arms.
But I’d say, don’t let it take you down so easily. Go visit your doctor, have faith, pray, meditate, and find that inner strength that no one or no act of aggression or depression can take away from you. What helped me was really me; I put my foot down against myself and my thinking (at that time); I just wanted to be strong, to feel happy and content again, and I stopped thinking about failing at stuff. But when I look back in time now, I really feel I should’ve taken some help, as it would’ve been so easy for me to go down in that darkness.
Pic credit: Image of mother and child via Shutterstock.
I have been working in financial services for about 7 years and have recently moved to Hong Kong from India and am enjoying my expat stint. I am now enjoying writing about anything and everything, read more...
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