I have had PND-OCD 3 times (post-natal depression with post-natal obsessive-compulsive disorder). I have had regular OCD for years but just thought it was personality quirks
but PND-OCD is something special all the OCD behaviour is focussed intensely on your baby and the depression is all encompassing.
I had hundreds of Intrusive Thoughts each day (thoughts that derail your normal everyday thoughts). In my case they were 'visions' of my daughter dying horribly. I had a nice one that repeated on a loop - my daughter flying out of the pushchair on the bus and dashing her head open on the windscreen during an accident, I would then rush over and try to scoop her brains back in her head to bring her back to life. I saw this again and again and again. I couldn't walk certain ways in our town as I would obviously trip and let go of the pram and it would roll into the road and get hit by a car and DD1 would die horribly (yet again!).
It was like living in a horror film with my daughter being the star. I spent everyday terrified but I looked pretty normal (except when I put DD1 in and out of her buggy multiple times trying to get the harness as tight as possible as otherwise she would be injured and a cafe full of people stared at me whilst I did it over and over again - there is a lot of repetitive behaviour with OCD!)
I was strong though. I didn't give in to the urge to kill myself (that I had many, many times a day) as I was such a crap mother I couldn't prevent my brain from showing me these things I deserved to die. Except I knew how much she needed me so I couldn't. I was torn in two each day - many times a day. Kill myself and then DH could marry a proper mother to take care of DD1 or stay with DD1 who needed me, flawed as I was. It would have been so easy to give in to the urges to kill myself, they are so seductive they want you to do it, they really do (disassociation much!) but I resisted.
I was strong when I battled to keep bfing DD1 and get a safe med prescribed to deal with my PND-OCD.
I was strong when I walked out of a psych. appt when the Dr accused me of forcing my then 22m DD1 to bf and getting my jollies from it rather than sitting there and taking it.
I was strong when I did a CBT course and beat some of my long standing OCD behaviours.
I was strong when I didn't throw myself under a train when a suicidal ideation came from now where, knocked me for 6 and was so compelling - I had actually turned the double pushchair around so DD2 & DD3 wouldn't see me kill myself before I dragged myself back from the barrier - I was literally seconds away from being hit by a train.
Not weak at all I don't think. I hope even if anyone thinks I was selfish, self-indulgent or weak they don't tell me as I am proud I got through PND-OCD with my children and me intact and my marriage strong as ever. I'd hate to have my bubble broken!