“I have Postnatal Depression” - words I never expected to say. But 2 years since Reuben was born I was finally diagnosed. It was a long and difficult road, to get to that point. In truth, I knew when I was pregnant that something wasn't 'right'. But there was so much else going on with my antenatal heath (with size and growth issues) that I didn't have the time or energy to face it.

My journey with mental health began from as early as I can really recall. It has been a part of my life in some form or another through family, friends and eventually my own experiences for as long as I can remember.

My own journey began shortly after my first daughter Mia was born, for the first few months everything was great, I had a great bond with her and enjoyed it all, slowly however that light seemed to darken, I really struggled to stay connected.

Sunday, 1st July 2012 I took a pregnancy test, three to be exact, I just couldn’t get my head around I was pregnant. Every emotion possible hit me that day. My current life and lifestyle are a million miles away from what it was.  Career driven, independent, and only just started dating my now husband.   Children where not in my 5 year plan let alone any future plans.  Usually its the man that has the hard time coming to terms with everything, the tables flipped and for the first three months I mentally rejected the pregnancy.

In January 2014 I was sitting alone with my then one year old daughter, in the midst of the most crippling panic attack.

JSN Solid template designed by JoomlaShine.com