I felt as though I had to write this, even though it’s shameful and a part of my life that I would rather forget, in case anyone else feels the same now or in the future. I know that when I had these feelings I looked online for anyone who had felt exactly like me, without success, so it is only right that I put something out there.
My baby was born after a fairly quick but traumatic labour. As a result of circumstances I didn't get to hold him for about an hour and when I did I waited for the magic moment when I would get the huge rush of love that everyone talks about. Nothing. Or rather I recognised that I must love him, somewhere, deep down, eventually. But I didn't love him in that moment. And it got worse when I took him home (after three long days in hospital and a traumatic start to breastfeeding). I actively hated him. People came to see us and I smiled along but inside I thought ‘I can’t believe they don’t know that I hate him’. I resented him just being there (I would look at him and think ‘urgh, you’re still here’). I wouldn't take him out on the balcony of our flat because my instinct was to throw him off (and I wasn't worried about what would happen to him if I did, but what would happen to me). I did tell my mum and best friend some of what I felt, that I would like to put him on ebay, give him away to anyone or simply leave him out for someone to find.
I was very aware of what was going on in my head. I checked the symptoms of postnatal depression on a daily basis but it just didn't seem to fit; I was perfectly happy, engaged with life and my relationships with others and full of energy. Everything was fine (apart from the fact I hated my baby, of course). I was also aware of postnatal psychosis, but that didn't fit either. I felt like a horrible person, the worst person ever. Who hates their baby? It is the opposite of everything that you are told about motherhood.
For the first couple of months I was an awful mother. I didn’t neglect him and I played with him, but my heart wasn’t in it. I was irrational, telling my partner that my son wasn’t smiling at me because he wanted to spite me. I remember going to the health visitor and she held my son and when she gave him back to me he started crying hysterically. “He doesn’t like you, you must be so tense!” she said. I walked home feeling like the worst person who ever lived.
Anyway the whole point of this was to say that, if you feel like this, it does get better. I love my son so much now, my heart bursts just thinking about him. It is hard to believe that I ever had such negative feelings, I don’t know where they came from and they took me by surprise. But eventually, inevitably, the love of a mother wins out every time.
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Everyonestandup83 · 17/04/2015 07:24
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