DS is 11 months, and whilst I know that I care for him very well in the fed, watered, loved sense, I don't feel like I can let myself go as a mum and just enjoy him for the lovely boy that he is. I feel worried all the time, and I mean, really worried. I put DS to bed at night and thank god that he is going to bed safe and well then I wake up every morning and thank god that he made it through the night. I am not even religious.
I have PND, I know I do, but don't want to take anti-depressants and I know that's what the docs will put me on. Not sure what to do. Is the worrying something that will go away eventually, or will it just get worse as they get older. I also keep having recurring thoughts where a funeral keeps popping into my mind. I seem to have become the most morbid anxious dullard. Any advice gratefully received