I had no choice but to figure it out alone and I don’t want that for you
I was completely thrown into the deep end of motherhood, feeling like I needed to control everything to keep things from spiraling out of control.
But the sleep deprivation and stress quickly took a toll on me. I couldn’t produce enough milk for both my boys, and I felt like I was failing as a mother. And the advice from well-meaning family and friends only added to the pressure and the overwhelming feeling of inadequacy.
As time went on, I fell into a monotonous routine, repeating the same tasks day in and day out without making any progress. I was trapped in a cycle of exhaustion and isolation, with no time for myself and no one to turn to for support.
Things only got worse from there. Intrusive thoughts and feelings of emptiness crept in, and I felt completely alone and unsupported. My partner was struggling too, and I didn’t know where to turn for help. It was like driving on a cloud, unable to focus on the road ahead.
Things only got worse from there. Intrusive thoughts and feelings of emptiness crept in, and I felt completely alone and unsupported. My partner was struggling too, and I didn’t know where to turn for help.
I reached the point where I was likely going to cause an accident I was so worn out. It felt like I was driving on a cloud, unable to focus on the road ahead. It led me to nearly crash and I knew I had to find help before it was too late.
It wasn’t until I stumbled upon a post about postnatal depression that things started to make sense. I recognized myself in the diagnosis and felt mortified. I was consumed by the pressure to be the perfect mom, but I had lost all control.
I started to seek professional help but my attempts to find help hit dead ends, with doctors and therapists failing to understand what I was going through. It was only through my own efforts that I started to make progress. I learned to change up my routine and make time for self-care. I started reading personal development books and listening to podcasts to educate myself and find inspiration.
I was so lit up, I knew I had to share what I learned. I went and got further education and became a coach to help women and mums like me. I knew I wasn’t the only one.
It wasn’t easy, but slowly but surely, everything I had done and learned turned my life completely around.
Now, I can honestly say that I love being a mom. I’m present and engaged, watching my boys grow up before my eyes. It’s not always easy, and I still get tired, but the love I feel is worth it all.
If you’re feeling overwhelmed and alone, know that you’re not alone. I’ve been there, and I know how hard it can be. But with the right tools and support, you can find your way back to yourself and rediscover the joy of motherhood.
