Post by lotsofdotts on Mar 26, 2015 2:18:46 GMT -5
It is 3 am and I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep. This seems to be my life at this point. I have come to the realization that I need some help, so I'm calling my OB as soon as they open. Because this is my third child, I know this isn't normal because I should be sleeping whenever I get a chance, but I cannot shut my brain off enough to go to sleep. As I lay here in the dark typing on my phone, I realize that this is probably postpartum depression because my anxiety is through the roof. I'm not anxious about the baby; I'm anxious about everything else in the world and am feeling very disconnected. I have tons of anxiety that things are going to go wrong in my marriage, so I freak out every time my husband is moody even though I know everything is fine and he is just tired from having a newborn in the house and working all day. Nothing is wrong in my marriage, but I'm still paranoid about it.
I know this is a common condition that can be treated, but it doesn't make me feel any better about the phone call I have to make tomorrow and the convo I need to have with my husband. I feel a little defective at this point. I don't like feeling like I need help, but I tonight has made me know that I need to at least talk to my OB about what is going on before it gets too bad.
Sorry to vent on here but this was easier than waking up my husband in the middle of the night. Hopefully a visit with the doctor will bring some peace to my mind, literally.
***Update: I saw my doctor today. His immediate concern was the tremendous lack of sleep, so he is having my husband take the night shift the next two nights and I will take Ambien to guarantee a solid night's sleep. Next week I will be seeing a PP therapist for the PPD/PPA treatment. I feel better just knowing that we have a plan and relief is in sight. I know it will be a long road ahead, but at least we are now on a road to recovery. My only concern is that I will have some angry boobs tomorrow morning.
I know this is a common condition that can be treated, but it doesn't make me feel any better about the phone call I have to make tomorrow and the convo I need to have with my husband. I feel a little defective at this point. I don't like feeling like I need help, but I tonight has made me know that I need to at least talk to my OB about what is going on before it gets too bad.
Sorry to vent on here but this was easier than waking up my husband in the middle of the night. Hopefully a visit with the doctor will bring some peace to my mind, literally.
***Update: I saw my doctor today. His immediate concern was the tremendous lack of sleep, so he is having my husband take the night shift the next two nights and I will take Ambien to guarantee a solid night's sleep. Next week I will be seeing a PP therapist for the PPD/PPA treatment. I feel better just knowing that we have a plan and relief is in sight. I know it will be a long road ahead, but at least we are now on a road to recovery. My only concern is that I will have some angry boobs tomorrow morning.