Motherhood is full of in-betweens. There’s the huge moment when you find out you’re expecting. You plan, plan, plan, take your vitamins, go to all the appointments, plan some more, research and register for all the gear, and then wait. Finally, the baby arrives. And it’s the most intense and sleep-deprived time of your life. You promptly become overwhelmed with decisions and tasks you never imagined would be so taxing.
I am pretty sure my experience with postpartum depression and anxiety began the moment the nurse wheeled me out to the car 1.5 days after I had my son. I felt sheer panic rush over me as I tearfully told her, “I’m scared to leave you.”