Well, my little man is 13 weeks old already and I can’t believe how time flies, although there are days when I think that the time isn’t going fast enough.
I must admit (and not very many will admit to it publicly) but motherhood isn’t what I thought it would be. I mean, I knew there were ups and downs, good days and bad days but I’ve been surprised by the number of bad days. At times it makes me wonder if I have done the right thing. Am I ready for this? Why is Ashley good for other people and not me? And am I a bad mother if there are times when I just want to be alone.
Taking a look back at the last few months I can see that I am battling Post-Natal Depression. It is not something that I wanted to admit. I mean he’s only a baby and I’m an adult so why do I feel that I’m always losing the fight and things are out of control? I think things are better now that Ashley is happy with the meds and new formula. It really is amazing to see the difference in him. There are times though that I cry and feel that I’m not doing the right thing by my lil baby boy. I know that with me being teary and stressed Ashley gets upset and stressed too but there are times when I can’t help it and feel like I’m losing control. I have given in and let Ashley sleep in my arms when I'm sitting in the lounge (he won't stay asleep if I put him down), sleep in the swing or in my arms in bed at night time. I love this time just sitting and gazing as he pulls faces when he sleeps but it also means I don't get anything else done, the house starts looking messy and then I get stressed out...arghhh!!!
Don’t get me wrong, I love my lil boy and when he smiles, make noises and falls asleep in my arms he really lights up my day…I just hope I can get myself together so my emotions don't rub off on him and he thinks that I am a good mother!
I must admit (and not very many will admit to it publicly) but motherhood isn’t what I thought it would be. I mean, I knew there were ups and downs, good days and bad days but I’ve been surprised by the number of bad days. At times it makes me wonder if I have done the right thing. Am I ready for this? Why is Ashley good for other people and not me? And am I a bad mother if there are times when I just want to be alone.
Taking a look back at the last few months I can see that I am battling Post-Natal Depression. It is not something that I wanted to admit. I mean he’s only a baby and I’m an adult so why do I feel that I’m always losing the fight and things are out of control? I think things are better now that Ashley is happy with the meds and new formula. It really is amazing to see the difference in him. There are times though that I cry and feel that I’m not doing the right thing by my lil baby boy. I know that with me being teary and stressed Ashley gets upset and stressed too but there are times when I can’t help it and feel like I’m losing control. I have given in and let Ashley sleep in my arms when I'm sitting in the lounge (he won't stay asleep if I put him down), sleep in the swing or in my arms in bed at night time. I love this time just sitting and gazing as he pulls faces when he sleeps but it also means I don't get anything else done, the house starts looking messy and then I get stressed out...arghhh!!!
Don’t get me wrong, I love my lil boy and when he smiles, make noises and falls asleep in my arms he really lights up my day…I just hope I can get myself together so my emotions don't rub off on him and he thinks that I am a good mother!

