I've spent a good two years sharing some things only with my nearest and dearest. As you do. However, why should I be ashamed? If people are going to judge me, then they're not who I thought they were.
I've survived Antenatal and Postnatal Depression. Yes, some of you may have had an inkling. But only a few people actually asked me if I was okay. During my pregnancy with Molly, I kept an anonymous blog which I shared with only a few people. You can see it HERE. You might notice that I stopped blogging about a month before Molly's arrival. I did that because I was scared. Oh so scared. Scared of her arriving safely, and how I would feel. Well for those who I haven't shared my birth story with, it went perfectly! Painful yes! But peaceful, and so different to Georgia's arrival. Mr J, and my Mum, and my beautiful friend Kara helped make this possible, as well as an amazing midwifery team throughout my pregnancy and labour. There was a moment when everything became better. When all my anxiety and fears slipped away. Would you like to see it?!
There! Right there is the moment that my Molly made everything okay! (Well, there's another photo before this one, but I didn't want to traumatise anyone with pictures of her umbilical cord! Thank you my amazing Kara for capturing her arrival!)
Since that moment, I've felt great! I don't feel the black dog lurking, just occasional simmers of anxiety when I'm tired. But I did it! I beat AND and PND! I'm not ashamed anymore. I'm proud.