Hello, this is my first post, so I’m a little nervous. It’s also a long one so I don’t mind if you lose interest midway through…
To start and give this some context I need to mention my parents. Nearly 3 years ago now, my parents who were married/together nearly 40 separated when my dad cheated on and left my mother. It was an utter shock for everyone. At the time I was 4 months into my first pregnancy. My mum leaned on me and my husband A LOT for support. I didn’t mind as I’m the type of person who wants to ‘fix’ everything especially for the ones I love, and I do, I love my mum dearly, we are like best friends. However, it became so much in the end that my mum would go into very personal details about hers and my dad’s relationship, which a daughter shouldn’t know. It also became all we ever spoke about for months on end to the point where I didn’t focus on what was going on with me which was my pregnancy. As a result, I developed postnatal depression, as I don’t bond or connect at all something I still find very hard to accept. For weeks/months on end I couldn’t face walking up to my newborn baby in the middle of the night to feed her, it was too painful and emotionally draining, I then felt like a failure and I was a bad mother, so it spiralled.
My husband at the time was very supportive and I felt incredibly lucky, as he did most of the hard work through the nights, and I still have not forgotten that.
Fast forward a few months and he tells me he has his own form of postnatal depression because those few months where I was utterly useless and on my knees with fear, dread, anxiety, panic, and thoughts of my parents and how that unfolded (it got messy) he tells me that it impacted him so badly he felt like he hasn’t bonded with our daughter. Now, that maybe in a selfish way makes me feel like I can’t have something that’s about me and the focus to be on me, and the reason why I say this is because I’m now 8 weeks pregnant with our second baby and I’m suffering with awful nausea and dizziness, worse than before. For 11 days he’s taken on more around the house, and helping with bedtimes because in the evenings it’s where it hits me the hardest. Anyway, he tells me tonight that he’s worried about the next 7 months and if it (my sickness) will continue and what will happen when the baby is here as he has his own anxiety about the first time around and how he had to do a lot more than he probably imagined he would. I feel so upset by this because I’m really grateful for everything he’s doing to help me, but it feels like I’m almost paying for it or not able to fully try and deal with what’s going on for fear of how he is feeling - am I being unreasonable or selfish? I guess I never fully got over everything that happened in the last 3 years and I’m still trying to process it all but instead of me being able to fully let go and grieve, he tells me that it’s mentally affected him in ways that he still can’t get over too, and so the cycle continues where it feels like it’s almost ‘tit for tat’ on who feels worse.
I just want to be happy and enjoy this pregnancy but it already feels off to a bad start and I’m worried.