(originally written in 2001) I shared a little about my post-partum experience several months ago and was surprised by the responsive support. This is what I shared last time. Five months later, life seems more normal. Then: Just five months ago, I felt like my life was ruined and would never be the same. There was no hope and I had to focus on my daily blessings, or ignore the future, just to cope with the present. Now: I feel hope again. Most days, I feel like myself and can maintain a positive attitude. When I can't, it usually means I need to stop and think of my blessings. Finding my gratitude has been key to getting back on track. Next, I usually need to walk until my mind has calmed - then walk more. Lots of times, I just need kids in bed and Scott to take over. Dinner to bedtime is my hardest time of day - but that isn't unique to ppd/ppa. Then: The thought of taking medicine for my insomnia, depression and anxiety filled me with terror. Every night, I...
