JoHio
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I have had 3 beautiful, easy pregnancies and deliveries, but around this same point (6,7,8 months), the poop hits the fan with me mentally. As I write this, I am having a beer to calm myself down. (Please don't judge, I KNOW alcohol is not a cure for ANYTHING.) I've also sent my 2 non-school aged kids to the sitters for the morning so I could just "relax". I managed a 20 minute nap, but then woke up when I thought I heard the sitter (who's just across the street), opening my door to drop them off. It wasn't her, of course; it was no one. I wasn't even sleeping that deeply. I never do. I'm always in that liminal space where you're not totally out, but not totally awake either.
I am nursing still (again, please no comments about the beer), and am a nutritionist, personal trainer and yoga instructor. I know logically this must be some sort of PND, and I try to eat and fuel my body with only good food and I exercise almost daily (it may actually be too much, since I love higher intensity stuff), and I own my own business so have never gone on maternity leave (back answering emails/calls within hours of birth), and I basically think I am having a nervous breakdown.
Oh, and my husband works from 1pm until 3am everyday, BUT (good news!), we've found him a new job locally where he'll work 7am until 3:30pm, so it won't be me and 3 kids under 4 home all afternoon and evening together.
And that's the witching hours for me. I am good (or OK) and can actually be or force myself to be positive in the morning, but come 1 or 2pm, I'm fading fast.
I am generally anti-medication unless necessary, but since I thought this was sorta getting out of hand, I agreed with my doctor's advice and have tried Lorazepam. HOWEVER, it is not really meant to be taken everyday, and unless I do, I find myself jittery, not sleeping even more, and even more anxious and depressed. I have tried a series of anti-depressants and they're all having the same effect. So I am not taking anything anymore.
I guess I am not looking for advice as much as wondering if anyone else has experienced this, honestly. It is hard for me to admit, because logically I KNOW exercising like a maniac to up my endorphins or drinking (in any amount, and I have resisted trying to justify myself on this one since I don't think I should have to, but I DO want to mention I am not drinking everyday, all day or an obscene amount, I just know when it comes to anxiety, you shouldn't do it AT ALL) or obsessing about how I am failing, not enough, messing everything up, etc, etc, is not cool and utterly counter-productive.
SO, again, I would appreciate answers from a loving place, ladies. Sometimes, just not feeling alone is empowering.
As I said, this is hard for me to admit. I've always prided myself on being able to muscle my way through anything...and I can't. Not this.
I am nursing still (again, please no comments about the beer), and am a nutritionist, personal trainer and yoga instructor. I know logically this must be some sort of PND, and I try to eat and fuel my body with only good food and I exercise almost daily (it may actually be too much, since I love higher intensity stuff), and I own my own business so have never gone on maternity leave (back answering emails/calls within hours of birth), and I basically think I am having a nervous breakdown.
Oh, and my husband works from 1pm until 3am everyday, BUT (good news!), we've found him a new job locally where he'll work 7am until 3:30pm, so it won't be me and 3 kids under 4 home all afternoon and evening together.
And that's the witching hours for me. I am good (or OK) and can actually be or force myself to be positive in the morning, but come 1 or 2pm, I'm fading fast.
I am generally anti-medication unless necessary, but since I thought this was sorta getting out of hand, I agreed with my doctor's advice and have tried Lorazepam. HOWEVER, it is not really meant to be taken everyday, and unless I do, I find myself jittery, not sleeping even more, and even more anxious and depressed. I have tried a series of anti-depressants and they're all having the same effect. So I am not taking anything anymore.
I guess I am not looking for advice as much as wondering if anyone else has experienced this, honestly. It is hard for me to admit, because logically I KNOW exercising like a maniac to up my endorphins or drinking (in any amount, and I have resisted trying to justify myself on this one since I don't think I should have to, but I DO want to mention I am not drinking everyday, all day or an obscene amount, I just know when it comes to anxiety, you shouldn't do it AT ALL) or obsessing about how I am failing, not enough, messing everything up, etc, etc, is not cool and utterly counter-productive.
SO, again, I would appreciate answers from a loving place, ladies. Sometimes, just not feeling alone is empowering.
As I said, this is hard for me to admit. I've always prided myself on being able to muscle my way through anything...and I can't. Not this.