Hi everyone, I am new to the board. I am a 31 year old stay at home mom of 4 month old twins. In the last 2 weeks I have hit a wall and today was truly the last straw. I should start by saying that we tried to conceive for 7 years. I got pregnant in february after 2 rounds of IVF and initially, I was thrilled and scared. I thought something might go wrong due to the fact it was a high risk pregnancy and as someone who has a history of anxiety, I don't really deal well with prolonged stress. At 26 weeks I had to go on hospital bedrest and gave birth at 32w5d. There is nothing like having a mental breakdown terrified you'd go into labor any day. Our kids spent 4 weeks in the NICU before coming home. I honestly thought that since we had wanted them so badly and that I would have no problem taking on this challenge of being a mom to twins entirely on my own. My husband was home with me for a few weeks and when he went back to work, I was at home with the twins from 7 am until 6 pm every day entirely on my own. There were some days when I could go to target or the grocery store for an hour some days I couldn't eat, brush my teeth, shower, or leave the house. I thought things would get better and easier over time. Instead, the only thing I have the energy for is feeding and changing the kids. Literally, that's it. I have a really hard time talking to them or interacting with them. I feel like I work with them whenever I am awake so much so that it is a job. One that I cannot enjoy. I work and work and work and it feels like I can't delight in their progress. I'm not sure how others feel but I feel guilty, ashamed, and empty because I am overwhelmed, can't complete everything, and end up feeling awful for it. I sob and apologize to them for being unable to be a better parent. I don't know if I Love my kids or anything else anymore. I look at them as these two entities that cry, eat, poop, and sleep and I am the one that needs to fix everything as soon as they cry. As they have been home for exactly 3 months now, I am sinking deeper and deeper into the sense of despair. We don't have family who can or wants to help out. My husband's mom likes to lunch with her friends has mentioned that she is a grandma not a babysitter. I feel numb. I have stopped enjoying anything, stopped wanting to eat, stopped wanting to talk about my feelings or explain where I am coming from. stopped wanting to see friends, I am exhausted and all I want is to drift off into sleep. My husband mentioned that we were operating at a net negative so I know that hiring someone is out of the question. I cancelled our cable in an attempt to save and now that it's me, my thoughts, and two infants, it just helps me sink deeper into the abyss. Nothing makes me happy anymore and I can't snap out of it. Today, I was just staring at lights too tired to talk, think, or feel. tt feels like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I can't go see a psychiatrist because I have no one to ask for help between 7 am and 6 pm. I can't hire someone, no friends or family to help, and without help I think this will get worse. Please, someone, anyone who has been there, please give me advice.
Re: help, please. (a new and long post)
I think you know you probably have PPD and don't need to be told, but you have to see someone. They say the sooner you get help the better and shorter recovery time.
I struggled with a lot of the same things you mentioned. My son is 8mths and it gets so much better.
By the way, a lot of mothers if multiples and mothers that struggled to conceive struggle with PPD. You're not alone.
Sending you a big hug, deep breath, and long cry. It will get better.
Check out https://www.postpartum.net/get-help/locations/
I was able to find several FREE support groups that WELCOME babies, often at locations with lots of other resources for you, too! Find your location and see what's out there.
And get on FB and ask for help. I did in my local suburb FB group and all this stuff happened - people brought meals, came by to watch LO so I could nap, ran errands, everything. There is a community around you, and they are wonderful.
Assuming your DH has insurance, check to see if there is a nurse line specifically for pregnancy/post-partum issues and/or a mental health line - at my company both are available 24-hours a day, free. I have called in the middle of the night. There are national 24-hotlines for most issues - look some up - write them down In Case of Emergency (or acute anxiety). I had 8 yrs IF/RPL and when I am present to my frustration I grit my teeth and chant "this is a happy problem, this is a happy problem" - and I do believe it, I do feel lucky. I ask my BFF and DH to keep tabs on my moods - I don't think my DH would be useful, but my BFF I trust to alert me if I get weird. Ironically IF/RPL taught me some good techniques for coping with anxiety (given a more-or-less normal biochemistry). Babies are hard; twins doubly so. Hang in there! I am glad you are aware of your challenges and seeking help. That's a good thing for a tough situation.
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TTC#2 2012 BFNs, 2013 FET#2, DS b. Nov-2013
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