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Monday, August 16, 2010

For the Mothers

Everyone is welcome (even encouraged) to read this post.

However...


This post is not written for the childless. This post is not for the woman who felt joy in every moment she ever had with her kids. This post is not for the judgmental. This post is not for the SuperMom.

This post is...

For every woman who looked at her perfect, tiny baby and didn't feel what she was supposed to feel.

For every woman who didn't know how to smile at her child.

For every woman who heard her sweet chidren's expressions of joy and couldn't respond with enthusiasm.

For every woman who watched her children ride their father like a horse, squealing with joy, and couldn't muster a laugh.

For every woman who couldn't find joy in the holidays, warmth in the sunshine, and accomplishment in a job well done.

For every woman who can hear "Mommy, come play with me!" and feel no need to follow.

For every woman whose children have stopped asking because she always says "not right now." 

For every woman who felt pain in every step, every smile, every breath.

For every woman who looked at their little one experiencing one of his "firsts" and couldn't feel proud.

For every woman who couldn't find it in herself to read  to her child.

For every woman who felt like a day in the life of her wasn't worth living.


For every woman who suffers from postpartum depression and can't do a thing about it.

You are not alone. You are not bad. You are not undeserving. You are not doomed. THE FOG WILL LIFT, if you just but wait. Your children will recover. Some may not even notice. Your husband will find the woman he married in your eyes again someday. You are NOT ALONE and the END of this deep, dark depression comes to those who endure.

Do I know because my fog has lifted? No.
Do I know because I feel the end coming? No.
I know because I have done this twice before... and because the sun always comes after the storm.

3 comments:

  1. I just found your blog from the top mommy blogs website. This post hit so close to home, that is gave me chills. I suffered(suffer) from ppd/ppa and want to commend you on putting this into words. Very awesome post. You're right, we aren't alone. Wishing you the best of luck! Hugs from another warrior mommy- Julie

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  2. Its so nice to read this. PPD/PPA seems to be a never ending battle. I'm on round 2 and the fog seems to finally be lifting, but I'll have to let you know on that one. We'll see. Thanks for putting this out there. It makes you pretty darn cool. :)

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  3. I LOVE this post!!! Very well written and helps others begin to understand what it's like. You're helping other people "out there" by sharing yourself!

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