Around here, I have been:
feeling… off. And to be honest, I think I’ve felt like this for at least two weeks now. I’m no stranger to bouts of the blues, but I really couldn’t pinpoint the source, until lightbulb moment – TJ stopped nursing. For almost 10 years now, I have nursed my babies until pregnant with the next one…repeat repeat repeat. This is the first time in 10 years that my body is my own – and holy cow, do I feel like my insides are wreaking havoc! I did some research about depression after weaning (not that I think I am depressed, more like something just doesn’t feel right) and while there isn’t much available, a lot of what I did find holds true for me: fatigue, general sadness, moodiness, etc. It’s helpful to know that this is normal and I’m hoping that being extra gentle with myself will help me ride it out. Below are a few articles and blog posts that I found, in case you ever feel like you’re in the same boat:
- What Nobody Tells You About Weaning After Breastfeeding
- The Hardest Two Months of My Life
- the comments in Developing Depression After Weaning From Breastfeeding
working away on Big White Farmhouse. With all the other yuck going on in my head, I’m so thankful for the excitement this little business brings me. I have big, big dreams.
reading The Secrets of Midwives.
watching the kids and how much they played with our old wooden blocks this week. So many of the “flashier” toys get tossed aside so quickly, but they always seem to come back to the blocks.
preparing for the start of soccer season! M is returning for his eighth season and J is starting his very first! He is too cute, practicing in the yard with his new cleats and soccer ball. I can’t wait to see both of them play this spring.
debating new hair styles. For two years, I’ve been growing my hair out in order to donate (#1 on my 100 Little Things list!) and this weekend is the big chop! I’m excited and so ready for the change. I’m sure it will literally feel like a weight has been lifted.
