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22% of Indian women suffer from postpartum depression. A new mother wrote a letter to her postpartum depression hoping it doesn't affect anymore mothers
22% of Indian women suffer from postpartum depression. A new mother wrote a letter to her postpartum depression hoping it doesn’t affect anymore mothers
Dear Postpartum Depression,
How are you? Must be doing well, as always scaring some new mother!
There have been times when I wanted to talk to you upfront but did not find the right words. Then there were days when I wanted to fight back but you turned out to be more powerful.
And while you were creating havoc in my life, I did not even realise the day you left me. I was very happy and I never wanted you back in my life. However, now that you are gone for good, I want you to know that even when you were with me I was strong. And I am strong even now. But trust me I really want you to know how I felt when you were with me.
It is said that being pregnant and bringing a new soul in this world is one of the most beautiful moment a woman can experience. It, undoubtedly, is. When I was pregnant with Miss A, I was very happy. I was going gaga over the little joys- choosing her outfits, reading about her. And I would wait to catch a glimpse of her through those scans. To the day when she was finally going to arrive.
But no one, yes no one, told me what was going to happen after I bring her out into this world. My doctor, partner and even my mother didn’t tell me about you.
At the time of Miss A’s birth I had a very healthy pregnancy but the last minute, I was scheduled for a C-section. I was a little nervous but I trusted my doctor. Along with being nervous, I was a little excited because I know that very soon I will be holding a baby!
But I was not aware that you were lurking very close by and ready to pounce at me when I was at my weakest. Had I known I would have trained my mental state to tackle you.
The realisation of you being around set in the first two weeks. They were rough, I was sleep-deprived, had aches and pains post-surgery (c-section). With all this, I had to look after the new baby, feed her, clean her and burp her.
Though I tried to take care of her, I was going through rough days as well. Oh, I still remember, going to the washroom was such a tiresome job because I would hurt all the time. I had not planned for any of this and even if I would have I wouldn’t have been prepared to tackle what I went through.
Slowly I tried accepting my new life with the baby, but you pulled me down. You made me want to bury myself somewhere rather than experience the joys of being a first-time mommy. Every day, every passing moment felt as if you were robbing me of my confidence and my self-esteem.
It took me several months to overcome the physical and mental suffering you subjected me to. I had to convince myself, love myself before I could say “Enough” to you.
Because mental illness is not spoken about openly in our country, I was afraid to share what I was going through with others. I didn’t want to be put on medication. But finally I opened up to my mother and things started taking a different turn for me.
At one of my appointments, my doctor had mentioned Postpartum Depression (PDD). She said some women struggle with it but most of the times PPD goes away when things start falling into a routine. But sadly, nothing like that was happening with me.
I was sad that I could not go to work and had to look after a baby. Here, the doctors and nurses just brush away PPD. They don’t realise that a woman can actually become a victim of it and might need help.
Postpartum Depression, today I make a wish. I wish and I pray that you do not touch any mother when she gives birth to a child. She is better off without you and has all the right to feel excited and experience the joys of becoming a mommy.
I wish that no mother should feel like she is worthless. And I pray that every new mother has the strength to talk about you with her family and her partner.
Lastly, no mother should dread you and have a fear that you are overpowering her love for her child.
A survivor, a mother.
In India, depression is not talked about openly and the topic is very conveniently brushed under a rug. Where people fear to talk about their mental state, PPD is not even heard of.
Even if it is heard of, the topic is overshadowed by the responsibilities a new mother has. A new mother has a lot on her plate; right from the constant cycle of feeding, changing, sleepless nights, fatigue and the erratic behaviour of the hormones.
All these are good enough factors to make her irritable an anxious. If she does not get help at this time she may easily wheel into depression. This may require her some time to come out of it. Many women come out of it successfully while some become victims.
It is high time that we should be aware that PPD can be treated and it is not a disease but a mental condition. If the condition is dealt with patience, care and love the victim can easily beat the odds.
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Chetan Bhagat had no business slut shaming Uorfi Javed or any other woman. If he wants to 'guide' young men in the 'right direction' then he should take accountability for his words.
Chetan Bhagat, one of India’s bestselling authors, thought it was an ingenious idea to slut-shame Uorfi Javed, an Indian actress and influencer, at the Sahitya Aaj Tak literature festival.
“Phone has been a great distraction for the youth, especially the boys, spending hours just watching Instagram Reels. Everyone knows who Uorfi Javed is. What will you do with her photos? Is it coming in your exams or you will go for a job interview and tell the interviewer that you know all her outfits? On one side, there is a youth who is protecting our nation at Kargil and on another side, we have another youth who is seeing Uorfi Javed’s photos hiding in their blankets.”
Uorfi Javed responded with a video on her Instagram stories calling out Bhagat’s bluff. She shared the screenshots of his previous chat conversations with Ira Trivedi, author and yoga instructor, which came to light during the #MeToo movement.
While boys are taught to naturally own the space they enter, girls are taught to give up, to accommodate, to adjust since "it is their primary responsibility to keep families and relations together."
Yesterday, I was watching these 4 young girls around 16 – 17 years old play badminton. They were having fun, goofing around with all 4 of them equally involved in the game.
In some time two of their male friends joined them, and as part of round robin, the 2 boys replaced two of the girls. All good.
As the play continued, I started noticing a change in the way the game was being played. The shuttle was played most of the times between the two boys and there was a sense of competition and aggression brought in. The other 2 girls playing soon starting losing interest in the game as they hardly got any game time. Even if the shuttle came towards them, the boy in their team would move and play that shot. They soon moved to the sidelines as the boys continued to play.
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