This one has me a little stumped. I of course want to remember so much right now. The sweetness of my baby girl next to me in bed, the joy she has when nursing, the wonder of each of my girls learning so much every day. I want to remember the amazingness of this time.
There are other things I am not sure how I want to remember them. If all goes as planned, I am in my final days with postpartum depression. I will finish the transcranial magnetic stimulation treatments on Wednesday. At that point I will end my journey to find the right medication, I will end the daily battle against myself. Who doesn’t want that?
But another part of me wonders. What will it be like to live without this challenge? Will I just walk away from the wonderful ladies I have met through #ppdchat on twitter? Will I stop blogging about postpartum depression? What will I do with the last 9 months? Will I be able to remember these first months of Patrice’s life? Or will they be a fog of depression, anxiety and medication.
What will I remember when this journey is over? How will this journey really end?
*TMS was not my cure all. The Postpartum Depression and Anxiety became Bipolar Disorder II
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