Of post partum depressive traits
This is me at 6 months after giving birth to the most beautiful and funny baby- feeling completely helpless and out of control of myself. The first and only person that I could talk to is my husband, but somehow no matter how I tried to express my emptiness and vulnerability, I just couldn't get enough of comfort and peace in me. E has been sick 2 times now- both with exanthem and URTIs. It seemed like a rite of passage to adulthood and if I as a doctor see I as a mother in my own clinic setting, I would have said- its all okay. Give it time and it will recover. But it doesn't change the fact that my heart aches whenever he slumped into my arms tired with his cheeks flushed. Why did COVID rob me of the village I needed to raise this child. Why is my house so big and so empty. The air in here is so lonely no matter how loud I turn my music on. Why is my brain not capable of rationalising and stay strong in difficult times like this. Why is it that I am...
