Tag: post partum depression

…and just like that, it was over.

…and it begins.     In the first post I ever wrote, I told you how a stranger warned me not to blink or it would be over.  At the time, I was struggling through the “Terrible Threes” with my Jacky.  I told you that I wasn’t going to wish the time away because I knew it

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My Postpartum Depression Story – The Biggest Mistake of My Life

(My story …continued) Like all forms of depression, there are varying degrees of postpartum depression. It can fluctuate from of a mild case of the “baby blues” to a crippling case of serious depression, or a million situations in between.  To be honest, I don’t know where my case fell on that spectrum as it’s

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The Fear of Having Post-Partum Depression…AGAIN.

With my first son, I had post-partum depression. But that’s not what this post is about. To be honest, I’m not quite ready to write about that. This is about what happened the second time around.   First of all, I did not want to have another baby. Sure, I liked the idea of my

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Parenting with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD): My Story

Over time, you come to realize certain things about yourself that have always made themselves known, but never had a name. I knew there was something wrong with me when, as a child, I had to spit out the food I was chewing and look at it. I was probably around 9 or 10 years

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Mom Friendships and Conflict Resolution

  I am smiling to myself (well, inside my head, since that would just be weird) thinking of some very special women in my life. They are special to me because our friendships were forged in the fires of controversy, disagreement, and in some cases, anger. What I mean is that some of my closest

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A Letter to My Younger Sister: The Amazing and Horrible Truth About Becoming a Mother

My sister is in town from Chicago this week, for a last visit to Connecticut before moving to California to take a tenure-track assistant professor position.  She is dissertating (is that a verb?) this summer to get her Ph.D. in political science.  She is 29, and I am 34.  At 29, I was getting married

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