I am a first-time mother to a 10-month-old whom I love dearly but the reality of motherhood has set in and I feel really trapped. The first 6 months were exhausting but exhilarating and every day was an adventure. After that, I started developing PND - it completely took me by surprise because I am already on antidepressants and have plenty of help around me.
There have been days when I felt bored to tears. Everyday was groundhog day and I wanted something exciting and dangerous in my life - I once shoplifted baby trousers from Sainsbury's because there was no price tag on them and therefore no barcode to sound off the alarm. I also once took a soft baby book from TK Maxx which also didn't have a tag on it and I put it under the baby's buggy. I got away with it both times but I felt really icky. I started to develop a shoplifter's aura and noticed that staff were looking at me suspiciously at another store even though I wasn't planning on shoplifting. So I decided that enough was enough and I stopped.
Fast forward a couple of months and I look on all the websites like eBay, Gumtree, facebook marketplace and Vinted for a Sylvanian Families dollhouse set for my niece for Christmas. At first, I was obsessed with paying as little as possible for as many items as possible - I found a huge bundle for £35 and was ecstatic. Went to collect it, came back to open it and was very sad and disappointed that the adventure was over. So I decided to buy a little starter home set for myself.... long story short, I find myself scouring the internet whenever the baby is asleep because that little starter set is not enough.
I remember wanting a SF set as a child but they were too expensive and my family could not afford them. Also, this feels risky because I compete with others on eBay to bid for a set and then lose and look around again. It's something that people would disapprove of because I'm a 30-something mum who should be spending all her time thinking about her baby. But best of all, this habit doesn't hurt anyone but me - which means it's not morally wrong.
But that's the problem - it hurts me. It distracts me from my feelings of loneliness, discomfort and sadness.
I have been referred to 6 sessions of therapy by my health visitor and I also have an appointment with my GP for a medication review because I just scored 13 on the Edinburgh Postpartum Depression Scale, which is high.
I guess I want to hear from anyone who can relate with stories of their own or other, better, ways of dealing with PND. Does PND go on for months on end? Or does it go away at some point?