It wasn’t for nothing that I was taken to the pits of hell after my son was born. I have been blessed with several really awesome opportunities to share my story, give advice and I’d like to think I’ve given hope to moms when they’ve needed it most.
And just maybe I have inadvertently offered understanding to those who may have been ignorant to the most common complication of childbirth — Postpartum Depression (PPD).
But I cant help but think, “What more am I called to do?” Maybe it is because of the flash of recent vain-ness as I train to compete in a bikini fitness contest ?
Last night while in bed…
It takes me years to fall asleep these days and even when I do I dream so vividly that I really wouldn’t call it sleep at all, but I digress.
… Last night while in bed I had an overwhelming urge to do MORE and decided to search online to find out what more I could do with my PPD experience .
Could advocacy become a career?
I know for sure that God always has plans to turn our greatest suffering into something extraordinarily beautiful and I’m not going to over look any opportunity to work with the big man Himself.
I have an undeniable gnawing feeling in my gut that there is more for me to do. So much more!
I don’t know what is next but I have just realized my responsibility to women everywhere….
For now I plan to educate myself on all things PPD. I found a number of books on the subject on amazon. I must admit that reading those titles sent a wave of anxiety over me… Made me feel sick.
I guess I’ll always have a bit of PTSD from my experience. It always surprises me when those familiar heavy feelings sneak up on me.
All I know is that I’ve got work to do!! Some way some how.
If you or someone you know is suffering feel free to reach out to me!
Until next time Ill be figuring out what more I can do! 🙂