seekingstability
Bronze Member
I'm finding myself in unchartered waters at the moment. I've been I therapy for two years 21 months longer than planned - I adore my therapist - she's unconventional and honest and human. She challenges me, supports me and I know she loves me.
8 months ago I had a baby - my first - she was my second birth partner - husband was my first. She's been with me through the best and the worst.
Recently I've been struggling with my baby - lack of sleep etc. I went to her last week and told her this. Told her I was worried I was getting depressed. She said 'that's ok' - I know now she meant 'we can deal with this too' but at the time i got frustrated and annoyed - physically pulling away from her and saying 'it's not ok, I can't see an end, I don't see how this is going to get better'.
She let me be angry and then held me and helped me pull myself back together.
It's been a week and I don't want to go back. I don't want to talk about any of this stuff anymore. I'm feeling desperately like I need to hibernate. Get my baby into sleep school. Get my workouts and physical health and diet back on track.
I think I've worked out that my recent dip in mental health has been due to my baby being sick for two weeks - I didn't leave the house apart from to go to the Drs and to therapy. I started to obsess about his sleep and now feel tied to home so I can feed (I'm still bfeeding and he's fussy about his environment during feeds). I just obsess about everything. My world has shrunk and I'm struggling with the shrinking of my identity from wife, sister, friend, employee, surfer... To Mum.
If I could go see her just for a 10 min check in - I would. But I feel too fragile to have a full session. Too much smacks me in the face the whole week until the next session.
And I'm finding myself needing her more and more which is truly disturbing.
Open to any words of advice - thoughts on what to do.
8 months ago I had a baby - my first - she was my second birth partner - husband was my first. She's been with me through the best and the worst.
Recently I've been struggling with my baby - lack of sleep etc. I went to her last week and told her this. Told her I was worried I was getting depressed. She said 'that's ok' - I know now she meant 'we can deal with this too' but at the time i got frustrated and annoyed - physically pulling away from her and saying 'it's not ok, I can't see an end, I don't see how this is going to get better'.
She let me be angry and then held me and helped me pull myself back together.
It's been a week and I don't want to go back. I don't want to talk about any of this stuff anymore. I'm feeling desperately like I need to hibernate. Get my baby into sleep school. Get my workouts and physical health and diet back on track.
I think I've worked out that my recent dip in mental health has been due to my baby being sick for two weeks - I didn't leave the house apart from to go to the Drs and to therapy. I started to obsess about his sleep and now feel tied to home so I can feed (I'm still bfeeding and he's fussy about his environment during feeds). I just obsess about everything. My world has shrunk and I'm struggling with the shrinking of my identity from wife, sister, friend, employee, surfer... To Mum.
If I could go see her just for a 10 min check in - I would. But I feel too fragile to have a full session. Too much smacks me in the face the whole week until the next session.
And I'm finding myself needing her more and more which is truly disturbing.
Open to any words of advice - thoughts on what to do.