The Realities of Postpartum Depression, It’s Bad, and You’re Not Alone

Let’s talk more about postpartum depression and weight gain, because not even having walked my way out of the long tunnel of the depression is everything back to normal. In my last post I wrote about my postpartum depression and compared it to being ran over by a bus and left for dead. Pretty bad. I spoke about my weight gain openly, with happiness, in light of the fact that I had, had to enter that dark tunnel of unexplainable postpartum depression – and completely blinded by the lack of light, I still made it to the other side – but speaking about my weight with happiness, does not mean I am happy about the weight or other lingering effects of the postpartum depression. Being happy that I conquered one of the hardest mental (physical) struggles I have ever been through, does not take away the pain of having missed …

Grieving While Finding the Joy in Life

This post is twofold, both thoughts on grief and on joy, neither is meant to take from the importance of the other.

I posted a few days back in a moment of grief I was feeling for my brother who has passed. April is his birthday month, April 30th his birthday. I was dreading the whole month and the reminder that he was gone. The pain had gotten to me, again, so that evening I had taken to Facebook to write out my feelings. Yesterday was April 1stand I took my four children that were at home and we went to his grave. I introduced him to my two youngest, Isaiah 18 months and, Micah 6 months (I know – my husband and I are crazy, pop one out and do it again), and sat next to the grave thinking, crying, talking, and then just feeling as …