Having a baby is supposed to be a happy and joyous occasion, so why am I so sad? Don't get me wrong, I am in love with our little girl. She's delicate, precious and beautiful, everything a little girl should be, but there's a part of me that's missing. That's unfulfilled. That's empty. Is it possible that I have the baby blues?
Struggling with Baby Blues and Postpartum Depression
I miss the time I used to spend with our older children playing, helping at school, and having conversations with them. I feel like a broken record telling them I have to feed Grace again.
I feel secluded and tied down by our new baby's needs. She always wants to be held and cries in the car seat, so I try to stay home so I don't have to hear her cry.
I'm lonely. I miss my friends.
I miss being social. I can't stand that my husband is now the socialite in our family.
I'm constantly tired.
I'm irritable and short with our other children, and my husband.
I feel like I'm falling behind in life, with chores, with work.
I'm haunted by thoughts that there is something wrong with our daughter.
I'm constantly checking her breathing at night because I'm paranoid that she'll stop breathing.
I want to do something, anything, for me. I can't even eat a meal with our family because of our baby's on demand feedings.
I'm finally ready to admit it. I think I'm suffering from the ‘baby blues', but ‘baby blues' only last two weeks and our daughter will be three weeks old tomorrow. Am I really suffering from postpartum depression instead? Can someone help me?