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being good to myself


I am so grateful for the emails, texts, phone calls and comments I got from Thursday's post. I suppose I knew on some level that by going there I was inviting a whole lot of room for response, but I think that was the point. Depression is isolating, and I've been alive long enough to know that a whole lot of people deal with this. Some long term, some short term, some in the winter, some after a tragedy, some after a baby, some while in transition, some while trying to put their life back in order. And sometimes things are just out of balance on the inside and it doesn't have much to do with what is happening on the outside. For lots of us it is some combination of a few of the above.

I really do think this is related to weaning. I found more information here, here and here. The timing lines up perfectly, and I did wean Elsie very quickly mostly because she finally took to the bottle and I was eager for some good sleep (Ivar slept great after taking formula). But I never even considered my own body's reaction as I stopped nursing.

I've been getting outside and that has been great. It's still cold here in Minnesota, but the sun has been shining and that feels awesome. The picture above was taken Sunday. Ivar insisted that his duplos come along in his stylish 31 bag. :)

5 comments:

val said...

Hormones are powerful and I think they're even affected in some ways by the seasons--how much light we get. It's all very weird.

I think it's interesting that you're now feeling lousy and trying to figure out how to feel like yourself again.

For me postpartum? Ugh. HATE IT. Feel so rotten, like there's no serotonin in my whole brain. It has a PMS-y feel to it. 2-3 weeks after the birth is the low point, but I didn't feel like myself again completely until the babies were about four months old.

After a few kids, I knew to expect this, but still hated it.

Here's to feeling better! And thanks for talking about it. When you're in it, it feels so ridiculous--life is so good, so why do I feel so awful? Then we blame ourselves and it just compounds.

love, Val

Molly said...

Becca-I love your blog and the honesty in each post.

I commented once about a letter writing prompt that I do with my sisters. You wanted to hear more, so hereis my blogpost explaining that and some other traditions that I do with my sisters: http://thegrowinggrimms.wordpress.com/2013/03/04/wilken-women-traditions/

Enjoy if you would like:)

Molly said...

Becca-
I love your blog and the honesty that you have in your writing.

I commented awhile ago on a prompt letter writing tradition that I do with my sister. You wanted to hear more. So if you do, here is my blogpost about it:

http://thegrowinggrimms.wordpress.com/2013/03/04/wilken-women-traditions/

Have a wonderful Monday

margaret harrington said...

What a beautiful picture!

elsak said...

You all look so cheery and sunshiney. Pretty surroundings too. Thanks for sharing all the helpful information!