I apologise in advance for the length, in part I think that I need to get some of this stuff out as much as I need a response.
I've had depression twice in the past so am quite good in recognising the symptoms in myself. I'm wondering if I'm starting to get depressed again now. DD is 11 weeks and we've gotten off to a great start as mother and child. Breastfeeding is going really well, despite EMCS and being in scbu for 2hrs post delivery, we did skin to skin as soon as she got back and she latched on immediately. I'm particularly happy that the breastfeeding is going so well as it was very important to me even during pregnancy and I do equate it for myself to being a good mum and I take pride in the fact that we're doing so well with it.
My section wound has not healed yet, I'm having it packed and dressed everyday and this has been ongoing for 9 weeks now. It keeps getting infected which is slowing down the healing process, and sometimes, it has even reversed it. I was told to stop all housework and rest as much as possible until it has fully healed. My husband took a week off work a fortnight ago so that I could properly rest to try and get it fully healed but unfortunately, at the beginning of last week it got infected again.
Today I've got up, got showered and dressed, come downstairs to have breakfast (DD is still asleep), and just started crying into my branflakes. I can't stop thinking about something that happened on Saturday night with my MIL, which I've already posted about separately. The issue is pretty much resolved but what is bothering me is my obsessive thinking about it since then, I can't let it go and feel I've been judged (not for anything to do with DD, the issue was related to money and my DH).
Whilst my DH was off for the week, he was doing all DD's nappy changes and by the end of the week, although I'd done all her feeding (she doesn't have bottles) and she'd taken all her naps with me (she goes down at night but all her daytime naps are taken on one of us), I felt a bit distant from her. My mum came to help last Monday and Tuesday but to be honest, I was glad she wasn't here for the rest of the week because I wanted it to be just me and DD so I could enjoy her on my own.
My wound is really getting me down, it's bothering me quite a lot that I can't sit on the floor with DD now that she's enjoying being down there on her playmat. I want to take her to singing groups at my local children's centre but I can't sit on the floor with her. I think people will think it's because of my weight but it's because I'm worried of tearing my wound even more. The doctor doesn't think it will heal perfectly and I'll be left with a flap of skin. This really doesn't bother me because no-one will ever see it and so long as it's strong and not prone to infection, it's not an issue as I've had stretchmarks all over my body for a long time anyway plus the skin wasn't perfect to begin with as there were quite deep stretchmarks there to begin with. I really don't want to go back into hopsital to have it re-cut and stitched because of the breastfeeding and restarting the recovery process all over again.
My DH is doing his best with the housework and washing but that's getting me down as well, I've never been very tidy but prior to DD's arrival, the house was pristine. DD is such a content baby, she is now happy to go on her playmat or in her chair for sometimes an hour at a time and this is time I could spend either sitting on the floor with her (can't because of my wound) or doing some cleaning or washing (can't because of instructions to rest).
For the first few weeks of having it packed and dressed I was walking to the doctors everyday because I couldn't drive and I think that really helped me because of getting out of the house and also, because my house has steps in and out all the doors, my mum came everyday to help me get the pushchair out so I also saw an adult during the day. But since being told to rest as much as possible, I've been leaving DD with either my mum or DH and driving to the surgery to get the wound packed and dressed. I feel like getting back to walking there would help my mood but I really don't want to have my mum come and help with the pushchair in and out of the house. I feel I can do it myself (much as I do the housework) but I know that I shouldn't be putting my wound at risk. Part of the reason I don't want her to come and do it is because I'm starting to feel antisocial, I don't want to see people, I just want it to be me and DD. But the kitchen is such a state, I just wonder how I'm going to get through the day without just cleaning it.
I'm sorry to go on, I do feel better for getting it all out. I'm wondering if I should sacrifice my "not doing anything bar look after DD for the wounds sake" to help me mentally.
If you've read this far, thank you. Even if I don't get a reply, it's done me some good to get this all out. I may do this again at some point as it's helped me to get it out but not to someone in RL who would think this all a bit silly.
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fhdl34 · 19/03/2012 08:56
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