Hi,
I am struggling right now and need some help. I will start my story from the beginning:
In September 2012 I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy daughter. Although I had to be induced because I developed cholestasis, the labor and delivery was pretty "normal" (if there is such a thing). I love my daughter and even though I was tired those first few months, I was very happy. In February 2013, I was watching "Homeland" late in the evening while my husband and daughter were sleeping. I know it sounds weird, but the episode was very exciting and had me on the edge of my seat the entire time. Towards the end I started feeling nauseated and thought it was because the show was so suspenseful. I went to lay down in bed and had a "vision". Vision is a strong word, but I don't know how else to say it. It was not a picture, it was a moving vision. I was NOT asleep, it was not a dream. This vision showed me hurting my daughter and my husband. It was and is the scariest thing I have ever seen. This was followed by extreme anxiety and fear that in the middle of the night I would like split off into different personalities and actually cause them harm. I didn't know what to do. I thought that if I went to sleep I would be better the next day. I tried to wedge myself under my husband so that I wouldn't be able to get up while asleep and harm my baby. The next day we went shopping, and I confided to my husband what had happened. He didn't get it. He said "I worry about her getting hurt too". I wanted to scream YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO ME. But it wasn't his fault. My anxiety was building and building. I called my Aunt to come over. I told her what was going on, and she was much more understanding (though I still do not think understanding completely). We called my OB, and they said - postpartum depression - here's some anxiety meds and anti depressants and come in tomorrow. So, that night I barely slept, still worrying about harming my daughter. the next day, my aunt took me to the doctor. The first thing they told me was they were going to test my thyroid. Then they said - this is normal, this happens to a lot of people, you will be OK, here's a psychiatrists number. I got home and tried to lay down. My blood felt like it was boiling. I was really losing it. In the meantime I was afraid to even touch my beautiful daughter. When I told my aunt I was scared to give my baby a bath it was like it finally clicked to someone besides me how serious this was. We decided to go to the emergency room, and I knew before I went what would happen. They admitted me to an inpatient mental health facility connected to the hospital. I was there for a week. They too said I had postpartum depression. I read what I could on it, and nothing fit. I didn't have feelings of resentment toward my daughter, feel like I wanted to hurt myself, or feel depressed AT ALL (I know those are just a few of the many symptoms someone could have). The symptoms didn't fit me, but I figured they would know since they were the professionals. During the first couple of days I was in the facility I was afraid to even look at pictures of my daughter. The pills they put me on (an antipsychotic and an antidepressant/antianxiety) finally started to kick in, and I was looking forward to going home. I also found out that the blood tests revealed that my thyroid level was 90. There is no decimal in there. 90. The normal TSH level ends at 4. So they put me on thyroid medicine also. After I came home, things went on as they had before. I still sometimes had thoughts, not of me hurting my daughter, but of violence happening to my family. After my extremely unhelpful psychiatrist decided she was leaving the practice, I found someone new. I saw him for the first time in May, and I as I started telling him what happened, he immediately said that I was misdiagnosed. He said that postpartum OCD is not very well known. As he printed off some reading for me, it fit my symptoms exactly. It was such a relief to know what really was wrong and what really happened. He took me off of the antipsychotic and left me on the antianxiety medication.
In November 2013 I decided to get off of the medicine because I wanted to try to conceive again. I am about five weeks pregnant today. This month, the obsessive thoughts have come back. I am constantly having thoughts of my family and myself being hurt, very violently. At this point, I don't think that the postpartum factor is in play. I am wondering if I have OCD. I just called my psychiatrist's office to make an appointment.
I really am just wondering if anyone else has been diagnosed with postpartum OCD and how it progressed.

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