I never talked to Alex about what made me so cranky last night. He screamed for a while to mirror my swift mood change and settled in to the hard business of snuggling my anger down to simmer by the 3am shift change. At time of said shift change and the sounds of doors opening and latching he woke up, requested some bottle and to be placed on his back.. Read More
Postpartum
Hm. It seems that my postpartum blues/depression may be emerging in a way I hadn’t anticipated. I’ve expected to end up back on the happy pills, something which actually seemed to comfort the terrific discharge nurse I had in the hospital. She and I were already seeing eye to eye and when she started the postpartum depression spiel I told her I already had a history of depression, and that.. Read More