I've been on bedrest for 8 weeks now with hopefully many more weeks to go and I can feel myself falling into a really lonely depression. I feel like nobody understands (the majority of my friends have never been pregnant) and I have nobody to talk to. Others I feel don't understand because they went on bedrest later on... I've been on it since 21 weeks. It's miserable. My husband doesn't understand and seems to be irritated by the fact he has to do everything and pay all the bills. He works 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, so I am home alone with our dogs for long lonely days and when he comes home he works even more so we never reall get quality time now. Cutting back on work isn't an option... We have bills to pay and he is in sales so if he doesn't work hard he doesn't get paid. I feel like I am an old person in a nursing home that is just forgotten about by everyone. I have no family here and most of my friends live in other states or at least a few hours away (everyone moved for whatever job they could get after college). I'm so lonely and my husband doesn't understand. I don't know what to do anymore, I can't go anywhere and having people come by when my husband is at work is more strain on me with the dogs than it's worth (plus I feel and look like crap... Let alone only shower every 2-3 days... So I'm not really in the mood to entertain). Can anyone relate? Has anyone made it through this without going insane? I could use done encouragement.
Re: Bedrest Depression
I can not imagine how hard it is for you.
I wish I had some fancy advice to give out, but you are the one who gave me encouragement when I first started my bed rest.
I tried tv and gaming for a while but I am finding reading to be the best time sink. As far as your husband goes... I hope he will come around and appreciate that you have the most important job right now and that you are working hard at it.
Hang in there, we just have a couple of months to go.
I was on bedrest for 6 months with my last pregnancy, I SO feel your pain. I had recently moved to the area, and had yet to make any friends besides my co-workers and we were more aquaintances than friends. I had nobody to come visit, and my husband worked long hours too. I went through the same emotions: I got mad, I cried, I prayed ALOT, I was just a mess. But then, I realized that this wasn't about me. It was about the beatiful life growing inside of me, and I knew I would do whatever it took to make sure he was healthy and safe. So I went into a different frame of mind. I decided this is the season for me, this is what I'm supposed to be doing right now so I'm going to make the best of it. I went from the couch to my bed; watched ALOT of TV. On cool days (we live in FL) I went outside to lay on the lounge chair and was able to get some awesome fresh air. I read lots of books, and I was on the comp alot. I did lots of shopping for the baby online, as well as paid the bills online. It was truly the longest 6 months of my life, but in the end it was all worth it. My son made it to 36 weeks and it was a miracle! I am praying for you both, I know how hard this is. Just remember its for your baby, and try to take it one day a time. Even get a calendar and mark off your days. You'll love seeing the accomplishment as the days and weeks fly by
10/16/04 ~ lost our first baby boy at 20 weeks due to IC
3/05 ~ another loss at 12 weeks
2/14/06 ~ Our sweet valentine miracle was born after a nightmarish 8 months!
Surprise Baby Boy, born sleeping at 31 weeks on 9/21/14
10/16/04 ~ lost our first baby boy at 20 weeks due to IC
3/05 ~ another loss at 12 weeks
2/14/06 ~ Our sweet valentine miracle was born after a nightmarish 8 months!
Surprise Baby Boy, born sleeping at 31 weeks on 9/21/14