To put it lightly, this week has been a rather bizarre one.
It started quite normally, and Tuesday saw us starting to wean Isabelle. Here she is getting her first taste of actual food:
She looks like she enjoyed it at least. Oh, and when people said weaning was messy, they weren’t wrong! It gets everywhere. But somehow, it’s still incredibly fun.
As usual, here’s a video if you’d rather watch that:
This week did get a little chaotic towards the end, though. As you may, or most likely may not, know, I started this blog with my postnatal depression story. It’s the reason Isablog actually exists. Of course, since posting that story in early August, things have moved on quite a lot. I’m now free of the depression, well, mostly, and aim to write about my continuing journey as a parent, whilst also adding ways to help with postnatal depression for all the others out there that are suffering. My ways to help can be read on my Toolkit page, which you can find here.
But my postnatal depression story got spread about quite a bit this week. I originally agreed to have it appear on Wales Online. That’s as far as I was expecting it to go. I was a little bit anxious about it appearing on an actual news site, but I felt that since I had posted it here, and I clearly wanted the message spread, then having it posted to more places was only going to help.
Somehow, however, it kind of took off. The very next day after being in the Wales Online, it appeared in the Mirror, followed by the Daily Mail, Daily Record, The Sun and even some random Czech website. That same day I was contacted by three TV producers, two radio producers and a journalist for a magazine. Suffice to say, that Thursday was one of the weirdest ones I’ve ever had.
As it stands, we have agreed to appear together on TV, myself on a radio show and together for a magazine. More will be mentioned on the Facebook page. So feel free to like that to see what’s going on.
I’ll be honest. There’s a very strong part of me that really doesn’t want to do any of it. It’s not a fun topic to talk about, I know I’ll get abuse from people online (not that that really bothers me too much, I understand what the internet is) and I can feel myself getting a little bit stressed at the prospect of bringing it all back up. I don’t want to put where I am now at risk by putting myself under the spotlight and exposing myself to the stress that comes with it.
But there is the other side of me that’s saying it’s not about me. It’s about all the people out there who are still suffering. The fathers-to-be who don’t know anything about it. Maybe I won’t actually change anything. But there’s also a chance that someone will hear me talk about it and find help for themselves. That’s why I’m going to do this.
That’s all I’m going to say for this week. I don’t really feel like writing at the moment, I basically want to hurry up and get on with this next week so I can go back to everything being ordinary again. Don’t get me wrong, I may enjoy it, or at least I’ll try. But the prospect of doing it all is still nerve-racking and a little bit stressful.
Anyway, look out for next weeks blog where I’ll probably go through all that we’ve done for this coming week. See you again.