If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you know I struggle with depression. I had the worst flare-up ever one month before I conceived. Thankfully, I landed myself an excellent therapist along with a nurse practitioner to help adjust my medication, and I trudged forward, determined to proceed with my conception plans.
I wasn’t sure how I would handle pregnancy hormones. Everyday life can be challenging enough operating in a mentally healthy state of mind. Throw depression and pregnancy hormones into the mix and…whoa, Nellie!
As is often the case with my preconceived notions, my preconceptions about the emotional terrain of pregnancy have not held up to reality. The fatigue in weeks 6 – 8 felt eerily similar to depression, except my head didn’t hurt. This Wednesday, I’ll be 9 weeks, and the fatigue and nausea are already starting to lift. I’ve cried twice in the past 3 weeks, which I’d say is a pretty healthy average for a pregnant woman.
I’m down to biweekly therapy sessions now. Yesterday my therapist introduced the idea of cutting back on medication–which scares me. I’ve tried weaning off medication probably 4 times in the past. Each time ended horribly. But I’m at least willing to cut back and see how things go. I have an appointment two weeks from today to discuss the idea with my nurse practitioner.
What would you do? Would you leave well enough alone and not rock the boat, or would you give it a try at a lower dose of medication? Also, a note to all you women who are blessed to not struggle with depression–if I can do pregnancy, you can do pregnancy. Don’t let it freak you out!