Before I start this post, the post about our son’s birth story and first weeks of life (warning - it’s going to be a long one) I want to once again point out how important it is to seek help and speak out about mental health issues. If you can hang on and read it to the end (and most people reading this probably already know) you will discover that I am suffering from postnatal depression and anxiety. This does not mean that I do not/did not love my beautiful boy. It may come across that way in this post, purely because I believe in being honest and open about how I feel and what I went through and what I am currently going through. I have come to accept that this diagnosis does not make me a bad mother or a bad person, it is simply something that went very wrong in my brain and I need help. Please, please, please – if you are struggling with this or any other mental health issue, even if you’re not sure but just feel that something isn’t qui...
The diary (ramblings) of an anxious Mum.