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This fear intensified over the following days. I would stare at Isaac as he slept, trying to summon any positive feeling. I couldn’t sleep although I was beyond exhausted. I couldn’t eat. I could barely breathe. I tried to explain how I was feeling, but I just couldn’t find the words. "}],"markDefs":[],"style":"normal"},{"_key":"f9ae224412ea","_type":"block","children":[{"_key":"1ebc03caf6a8","_type":"span","marks":[],"text":"We arrived home and nothing changed. I felt sick constantly, I dreaded breastfeeding, I dreaded everything to do with my precious baby. I convinced myself that I was the worst mother in the world, he deserved so much better – I didn’t want to be a Mum at all anymore."}],"markDefs":[],"style":"normal"},{"_key":"47e2b92ae079","_type":"block","children":[{"_key":"c773550100210","_type":"span","marks":[],"text":"Three weeks passed and I felt absolutely no different. All I did was cry. I wanted my husband by my side 24 hours a day or I would have a complete meltdown. When he went back to work my Mum was with me as much as she could be as I just couldn’t cope. I was perfectly able to meet Isaac’s physical needs. Breastfeeding was going well, he was gaining weight, was fairly settled and was overall a content baby boy. I didn’t even know what I was anxious about. "}],"markDefs":[],"style":"normal"},{"_key":"ecc6bd494c5b","_type":"block","children":[{"_key":"70dc1326c296","_type":"span","marks":[],"text":"People would say how well I was doing and I would have no idea how to respond. I didn’t want to see anyone. I felt so guilty, as I knew people wanted to meet Isaac but if anyone came over I would have a panic attack as soon as they left. Nothing made me happy. I think the biggest problem for me was the expectations I had in my mind about how I would feel. I expected to feel joy, but all I felt like in those first weeks was regret, guilt, (oh the overwhelming guilt), fear, and the most deep depression. 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As someone who has always talked about mental health issues openly, as I have struggled with anxiety my entire life; I am admitting right now that I felt shame."}],"markDefs":[],"style":"normal"},{"_key":"26663c0c38a7","_type":"block","children":[{"_key":"d2b45be84fae0","_type":"span","marks":[],"text":"I believed I had no right to be feeling the way I felt. I had a beautiful, healthy son; a loving husband, supportive and wonderful families – what was wrong with me that I felt so unhappy? I was admitted to the Mother Baby Unit when Isaac was three and a half weeks old. I was diagnosed with severe postnatal depression and anxiety by my psychiatrist, and also developed agoraphobia (a fear of being in a public situation where I might have a panic attack, basically making me terrified to leave my house, and then, scared to leave the hospital) along with PTSD due to the physical and emotional trauma of my labour."}],"markDefs":[],"style":"normal"},{"_key":"6edeaf485332","_type":"imageWithCaption","asset":{"_id":"image-62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691-750x1334-jpg","_type":"sanity.imageAsset","_rev":"KRdTK4m2Nl0C5KtNsuLufH","_createdAt":"2022-02-22T11:53:39Z","_updatedAt":"2022-02-22T11:53:39Z","assetId":"62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691","extension":"jpg","metadata":{"_type":"sanity.imageMetadata","blurHash":"cvMGkqkXS2~W%1R+x[NGjat6Rk$%xtxYRl","dimensions":{"_type":"sanity.imageDimensions","aspectRatio":0.5622188905547226,"height":1334,"width":750},"hasAlpha":false,"isOpaque":true,"lqip":"data:image/jpeg;base64,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","palette":{"_type":"sanity.imagePalette","darkMuted":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#252a44","foreground":"#fff","population":0.05,"title":"#fff"},"darkVibrant":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#051a4d","foreground":"#fff","population":14.31,"title":"#fff"},"dominant":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#fcecd4","foreground":"#000","population":15.22,"title":"#000"},"lightMuted":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#caa798","foreground":"#000","population":4.52,"title":"#fff"},"lightVibrant":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#fcecd4","foreground":"#000","population":15.22,"title":"#000"},"muted":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#9c8a4d","foreground":"#fff","population":0.14,"title":"#fff"},"vibrant":{"_type":"sanity.imagePaletteSwatch","background":"#3585b2","foreground":"#fff","population":0.16,"title":"#fff"}}},"mimeType":"image/jpeg","originalFilename":"IMG_8353.JPG","path":"images/2eln2asx/production/62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691-750x1334.jpg","sha1hash":"62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691","size":120869,"uploadId":"mToYtykWO0gzuM0swuAwZsp7pO55c8lD","url":"https://cdn.sanity.io/images/2eln2asx/production/62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691-750x1334.jpg","id":"image-62dad5813883441809ae5549cc93213a22e73691-750x1334-jpg","children":[],"internal":{"type":"SanityImageAsset","contentDigest":"6def84b9ce47795afb33b0869675479d","owner":"gatsby-source-sanity","counter":699},"parent":null}},{"_key":"af046166a807","_type":"block","children":[{"_key":"f7534f31d3e90","_type":"span","marks":[],"text":"Over the next few weeks, I hadto stop breastfeeding due to needing a lot of medication tweaking and this was incredibly painful both physically and emotionally. 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