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Motherly acquired Motherhood Understood, continuing our mission of providing a woman-centered and supportive community for mothers. We are leaning into telling personal essays from mothers as a way that we learn, connect and feel less alone. Centered on the perspectives of maternal mental health, these stories are intended to help moms feel validated and seen.
"My mind just couldn’t understand why I had these beautiful babies, and I couldn’t just BE HAPPY."
"I'm currently in therapy and working on reframing my experiences. I don't think I will ever forget the low points, but the silver linings are worth honoring too."
"I waited. I waited for the baby blues to pass."
After my son was born, all I wanted was sleep. But I was scared of closing my eyes for fear of something happening to him during that time. I couldn’t shut my mind off from all the irrational thoughts running through it.
"The story of a woman trying. Trying and tired, trying and unsure, trying and afraid."
I did not want this to ruin my life or rule my brain.
"I’ll be standing over my sink cleaning everyone's mess for the 37th time that week and it’ll only be Tuesday. Where as I have done this many times before, on this day anger will rise, hot and dizzying. These are no longer dishes, they are injustices."
"There were nights that I held my oldest boy while he slept apologizing for being so angry and explaining to him that mommy is going to get better so he doesn't have to see me be angry with him anymore."
How would she fare without me if I got sick? And even worse–what if she got sick?
“I don’t want to leave her, but I want to leave.”
I couldn't keep up with the speed of my thoughts, but when they started to take a dark turn, I knew I needed to seek help.
"I had a serious problem—one that had always been there but worsened from birth and my experience with breastfeeding."
“Mommy’s not safe. Stay back!” I shouted, with my hand outstretched in protest. I didn’t trust myself in that moment. I didn’t recognize myself.
"My anxiety and depression worsened during pregnancy due to many factors; canceled baby shower, working from home, limited social interaction, isolation, canceled trips, financial stress, COVID fear, etc."
"Deserve is a peculiar verb, as it’s somehow become a barometer of my mental health. It’s a harsh line drawn in the sand by a mind under duress and a silent knowing that I am worthy when I am healthy."
"You see, after our baby was born I didn't feel a rush of love, euphoria and excitement. Instead I felt sad, anxious and frightened."
"Now there were people in my life appreciating me for my brain and my hard work and not because I was the lady with access to the fruit snacks and the TV remote."
Prenatal depression is real. Postpartum depression is real.
"I would go to empty out the dishwasher and by the time I'd reach the cabinet with the clean plate, I'd be bawling."
"I’m not free from anxiety and depression yet."