Things Haven’t been Brilliant Past Week.

The last few weeks have been hard especially the last week and I really feel like I need to sit down, vent and write my feeling down and just post how I am feeling today.

I Shared last week how i was struggling with Andrew not sleeping and how that had made some of my feelings I had right in the thick on my last battle with my PND well now I am having more of those feeling. Lucky not of harming myself or others I know for sure I want to be here and I want to live this life. But I am having some more of the anxiety, bad dreams, fear and over thinking things.

 

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I have anxiety attacks because I am having bad dreams, I then fear sleep because of the dreams giving me anxiety attacks,  I then over think the dreams giving me anxiety attacks. And people like my GP saying they’re just dreams don’t help.

So why are these dreams so bad I keep having the same recurring dreams each week.

The first is on Andrew drowning. I dream that he is in his buggy and it rolled down the hill in to a lake, I jump in the lake and get the buggy and Andrew is not there, so I diving down again and again and again to try and find him. screaming in vain for help and not able to find him when I dive down under the water.

The second is my children being kidnapped. I will be out shopping and will turn round and my kids will be gone so I will be frantically be searching around trying to find them to no avail.

The worse thing is that I feel trapped in these dreams I can’t wake up so in both dreams I am frantically searching for my children and cant wake up.. I am usually woken by Mel shouting me up.

Then Each night I get anxious as I fear the dreams and having them again so I try to keep awake.

And to top it all off I am over thinking all this what if the dreams come true again giving me attacks and boom panic attack.

I have done all the things I tell you guys to do seen GP, Spoke to family and got help and work is supporting me well so I know there will be light at the end of the tunnel but right now I am just so angry and frustrated.

I know its stupid that I should be angry but I am so angry at my stupid head. It has been OK for 3 years. No downs and perfect and boom depression comes back. I’m also angry at myself for getting ill again and not noticicing signs sooner.

I am frustrated that this is all affecting my work as I signed off I want to be in right now as it keeps me busy.. all in all I frustrated that its all happening again and I wasn’t prepared..

I know I will get help and things will improve but what if this is my life now

depression—good time—-remission—-repeat

I just want to get better and not slip back. I want to end the cycle. I don’t want a full blown episode like last time.

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Why Do I Blog?

bigstock-Funny-Cartoon-Sheep-Jumping-Th-65570800.jpgThis week I realised that this blog is just as much for me and helping me with my mental health as it is about raising awareness of PND in Men.

I always say I share my story to show others that it can happen to Men and that we need do more so men don’t suffer in silence. I hope that by sharing my story, more dad will get the help and support they need and not feel alone.

But here’s the thing I do it for me as well. I used to hate writing in school and would do anything to avoid having to do it.  But some how something that I hated doing has become my therapy. I’m not the best talker and I hate sitting and talking to a councillor about how i feel.. it just makes me feel like i am being assessed. So writing for me is my way of venting how  I feel at the time. Sometimes I write and then just delete it but the writing of it makes me feel that little bit better. Sometimes a Share with you how I Feel.

I was asked on Facebook by someone why I would share such personal details with the world. I told them it was simple I do it to show other dads mental health is a real thing. That dads can struggle with becoming a dad as well. And that PND in men is a real thing and its OK to ask for help. I share my story to help others and if it helps even one dad get help then its all been worth it.

All that is true but I wished I had added one final thing. I write my Blogs as its my therapy and It makes those days when I am struggling that little easier.

So Guys thanks for reading my story and please keep Re-tweeting but also thanks for being my therapists and just letting me vent it all the good and bad.

I thought I was Coping.

Its been a few months since my last post and things have changed so much. The first big change is my new Job. I have been there since September now and I am now settling in after a bit of a bumpy start getting used to a different group of people. I am happy to say I am now fitting in and love the team of people I work with.

I wish I could say it all hunky dory and life is amazing but right now I can’t say that, I am ashamed to say even though I tell other people to talk about how they feel and the importance of talking to their family, but the first think my wife will know how I feel is when she reads this blog today. I need to learn to practise what I preach.

The strange thing is its not the new pregnancy I am struggling with. So far I am very laid back about having this new baby. Pram is bought, Moses basket is ready and we have even done up our own crib. We have a few things to buy, but we are getting there.

There has been a few bumps along the pregnancy Mel found out she has Gestational diabetes and has to go hospital every few weeks for checks and take her blood sugars 4 times a day. But I have seen the positives in this and even tried to show them to Mel when she has been worried. For starters we now know when Mel will be induced so we have a date to aim at being ready for. All the extra scans and checks means more chances for her to see baby or hear heartbeat. The number one positive has been the fact that Mel has been determined not to need medication and a big part of not needing medication is making sure you eat right keep sugars under control and make sure you eat right. This has actually been good for me as she wants to lose weight anyway. Eating well has meant that she has controlled her sugars and despite baby growing she has lost weight.

So I have an amazing new Job and I looking forward to being a dad again I should be over the moon so what’s wrong?

My son Andrew that’s what’s wrong right now he’s a monster, he’s naughty all the time, he never want to be around me and to top it all off he’s gone from sleeping well to refusing to go to bed, banging on my doors at 2am and drawing all over my walls. To put it bluntly he’s a little S**t.

I feel like my depression is coming back again. I thought I had this I gained a bond with Elizabeth and now we are the best of friends we do loads together she even comes wall climbing with me and loves it. She’s a mini me, my best mate.

Andrew on the other hand is a royal pain in the arse right now. He is clingy to mum all the time. I try and spend time alone with him and all I get is mummy, Mummy, Mummy scream after scream. He is as naughty as everything he just destroys my house he draws on my walls and in the space of 5 mins he makes my living room look like an elephant has trampled through it. He has gone from a good eater to screaming in his high chair throwing his food. And his new Favourite word is NO. you ask him to tidy you get NO, you ask him to put shoes on you Get NO. everything you ask him is NO.

But for me that’s not the hardest thing right now its the refusing to go to bed. For the past year he has gone up to bed and been asleep in 10 minuets its been brilliant but for the past 2 weeks its been hell. You put him to bed and he runs after you and BANGS the door until you answer. We try and ignore and after 20 minutes he still going he just wont settle so we end up letting him lie with us until he goes to sleep and then trying to get him in his bed sometimes it works and he’s fast asleep and then sometimes he wake up we start again. Me and Mel are eating late and we are struggling to get time together. Its getting to us both.

Last Saturday when Mel went out I got Elizabeth to bed and then went about settling Andrew I thought great Andrew is settled on me I will put him to bed, low and behold he woke up screaming 5 mins latter and so we started again. back and forward we went. settling him putting him to bed again and again. I never ate until 9pm, I ended up shouting at Andrew and just wanted to scream, I was resenting Mel going out and when she got home I just passed her Andrew and walked off, we ended up having a row and getting cross with each other. We made up later on but it left me resenting Andrew.

He is just making us so exhausted, were snapping all the time and getting at each other its like Andrews behaviour is bringing the whole family down every day is a battle with him. I look at him and just see a monster. I don’t feel like of love like I did with Elizabeth, but I am finding it hard to enjoy time with him and right now I don’t want to be around him.

I know he is Two so is going through that stage and a lot of parents have been there and will say its normal and I just need to step up and plod along through it but I found the twos easy with Elizabeth where as they are hell with Andrew and I am really struggling to cope with it. Right now I don’t want to be around him and am not enjoying time with him. Everyone sees him and thinks awww he’s cute and amazing when all I see is a screaming naughty monster. Right now I am struggling to see the end of this naughty time in his life and our stress and I am getting even more anxious about new baby in less than a months time. What if When we have this baby he is still like this will I cope with a naughty two year old and a new baby. Right now I just don’t see the light. I am sure I will be ok and its just a Phase but its getting me down.

Trip To Essex – BBC Stories

A few months ago I made a trip to Essex to meet with two other dads Brad and John to talk about our experience and finally last week the video was made live and so far nearly 100,000 people have seen the video on BBC Stories and it has shared a good number of times if you shared the video Big Thanks. If you haven’t shared it then please share this blog.

Filming this video was definitely an experience, it took all day to film all the footage that went in to making this 6 minute video, but it was worth it for sure if even one person is helped by this video then it has been worth it for sure.

It was an amazing weekend sharing our stories and getting to know John and Brad and really think the BBC did an amazing job putting this video together and getting our story out there.

I have had a quick look at comments but I tend to shy way from comments as I find it hard not to engage the trolls. But good or bad I would like to thank you for the comments, it has started the debate and that’s what the video is all about.

on a side note it took four takes to get answering the door right so you can guess how long the whole video took.

Guest blog by Ross – Postnatal Depression: What Helped Me Through It

It’s an incredibly hard thing to go through. To put it in its simplest form, postnatal depression sucks. It really sucks. But having things you can fall back on are vital if you want to pull yourself through to the other side.

For me, I’ve had depression on and off for years, but this felt different. I was used to depression, but having it towards my baby felt horrendous, especially after wanting her for so many years. But having depression for that long taught me something, it taught me that I can find ways to pull myself out when I’m in a slump. So I looked at postnatal depression in the same way. I knew I could find things that would help me learn to love Isabelle, even if there was a part of me telling me not to try.

I tried a lot of things. I tried being involved, changing the nappies, playing with her every morning, letting her sleep on me and connecting more with my wife. But what worked the best, was something that was pretty simple. Just going away.

It didn’t matter where, but we just wanted to go somewhere different. Away from all the distractions of the house, the visitors, the housework, the animals and the same four walls that had been staring at us.

The first time we did it, Isabelle was 8 weeks old, and we took her to the seaside town of Weston. I’ll always remember it as it was the first time she ever smiled at me. She actually smiled at me. For the 8 weeks previous I felt that we had a mutual hatred for each other. I didn’t like her, and she didn’t seem to like me either. Maybe I took things too personal, when I look back now it was simply her wanting feeding, and since my wife breastfed, obviously I wasn’t the one she wanted.

But that day, with her propped on the bed watching me walk around the room, she smiled. And I felt something inside me grow. It was love, and for the first time since her birth I actually felt like I loved her. It didn’t last long, but it was there. And from then on I knew it could grow. I had found something that really helped.

So we did it again. A few weeks later we went to Bournemouth, this time for 2 nights. Then to Glastonbury for 2 nights. And very recently we went around the country on a 6 day trip of the UK. Every time we do it, I’m reminded of how much I love her, and more importantly how much she loves me. Seeing her face when she’s somewhere new lights me up. Maybe she’s just a slightly evil baby, and merely likes the fact I’m spending my money on her, I don’t know. All I do know is this: she absolutely loves it. And when she loves it, I love it.

If you want my advice, I’d suggest booking a hotel somewhere and getting away with the baby. I can easily picture myself, my wife and Isabelle all together in a hotel on the seafront, taking a stroll down to the beach then watching the sunset from the window. It’s something I can picture whenever I feel myself start to slip. If things ever start to get rough I can take my mind back to that place and remember how much I love her.

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Worst month of my Life

So there is something I haven’t written about, that is part of my PND Journey but if I am honest I haven’t wanted to write about for fear of being judged by people and if I am honest I was a little ashamed that my mental health and lack of self respect or self worth led to this situation.

Just over a year ago Elizabeth had an accident that start a chain of events that would lead to the worst month of mine and Mel’s life.

We had had a good day playing and spent the day out we decided that for tea we would do something easy and make some home made tomato soup we had a big lunch so thought something quick and cheerful would fill the hole and do us just fine for our tea so I got out all my ingredients and made my world famous homemade soup, a little while later everything was ready and it was time for us to eat..

Our house was small and cluttered so the house was very cluttered to say the very least and the table we had was covered in rubbish so we didn’t use it very often today like most days we would be eating on the living room. Elizabeth had asked if she could sit on the floor with a tray on her lap we didn’t see a problem with this so we said that was ok and brought her food in on a tray so she could eat. We had asked her to wait for her soup to cool down before she began to eat. Elizabeth was in no mood for waiting before we had a chance to do anything she took the tray and moved it quickly on to her lap not looking at what she was doing. The next minute she was screaming in pain she had moved the tray so quick that the soup had go all over her foot burning her ankle, I grabbed her striped her off very quickly and got her in the bath and used the shower head to try and cool her leg down nothing was working Elizabeth was getting louder and louder even when we took her out the bath she would not settle the burn looked horrible. We made the decision to keep cooling her leg in the bath using the shower head and called an ambulance, the ambulance came and took Elizabeth to hospital with me, Mel followed a little while later with Andrew. We had the usual hospital showing concern and quizzing us on what happened, we even had someone from the police come and see us. The paramedics had raised concern that the way it had happened looked/sounded suspicious so the police just had to come and check everything was ok, they were satisfied it was an accident and didn’t want to follow it up, Elizabeth was patched up and we went home thinking the whole ordeal was over. Turned out it was to last the next month.

The next day I arrived home to find someone from social services sitting in my living room talking to Mel. He Explained to us that it is normal that after an accident like this that a report be sent and he was following up on that report. He was very kind and honest with us he listened to what had happened and what I have been through in the past few year. He explained he could see we were struggling slightly, with both working as well as look after the kids and find that balance. He explained that he would be putting us on a 28 day review were his colleague would come out to do a full assessment and give us any help possible.

His colleague came out a few days later and could see we needed some help, she could see we loved our kids and would do anything for them but we were struggling to keep the house safe for 2 young kids, she had a few things that we had to do straight away and things that needed to be done as soon as possible, looking back it was fair to say the house was messy, un-kept and dangerous at times.

At the time it felt like I was being attacked left right and centre and I am sure Mel felt the same, someone who doesn’t know us or how hard we had worked to get to the point were we at then kept telling us we need to do more. We had meeting after meeting and it felt like we were being told we were unfit as parents, was fair to say my mental health wasn’t 100% so that didn’t help, I had to leave a few of the meetings as at times it did feel like we were being attacked or that they never understood what we were going through.

After a few appointments though We began to see they had a point we had let things get the better of us and the house was untidy and we could see how they could be worried. We began to work with them and they were very helpful, they organised a skip to help de-clutter the house. They helped us to start to see things differently and see that they were there to help, we were supported through the whole thing and they helped us in anyway we needed it. They made us take a step back and see re-evaluate what we did and how we lived.

At the time I have to admit my mental health took a back step for a few weeks it felt like everyone was against us, that we were useless parents and that someone thought we were doing a piss poor job at keeping them safe, we were worried that one day someone was going to take our kids away from us, It felt like no one was on outside well almost no one, Elizabeth’s nursery were very supportive and were in our corner all the way.

Well anyway after a month of working with social services, many arguments with them and each other and a lot of stress. we were told they were happy with our progress and that they  would be leaving us alone and said they no longer feel they need to be involved.

It is Fair to say thought this was the worst month of our life, I had gone through all my issues with PND, had finally started to work my way through it and bond with my kids and someone was telling me I was doing it all wrong and was an unfit dad. Or at least it that’s how it felt.

Looking back now I see it wasn’t, that it was them looking at our kids and us and making sure we all had a safe place to live, that our kids were safe and importantly that we were happy as a family.

It has made us take a look at how we live to make sure everything is safe and even made us sit back and make sure we keep the new house we have safe and tidy for the kids. We said when we moved back to Liverpool that we would care more about ourselves and that we would make sure we never let the new house get like the old one and so far we have kept that promise. But most of all it made me realise how much I need my kids, even the fear of losing them made panic and feel sick.

I will finish this blog with some advice, if you ever find yourself in a situation like we did please work with those who are trying to help you, social services are there to help and will only take your kids as a last resort. Let them see how happy you are as a family and take any support that you may be offered.

The PND Daddy

Is kids TV damaging our kids

Hi guys before I get on to the topic I want to blog about I want to say I am sorry I haven’t blogged in a long time, I have been quite on social media too. There is a very simple reason why pure and simple it’s been the summer holidays and I wanted to spend time with my kids not looking at a screen. It’s been nice to stay off for a while and spend some time with my kids. I have done so much with the kids as well as with Mel and I have so much to tell you but I will get on to that in another blog.

So to the topic I want to blog about is this is 24 hour kids tv as well as all this tech damaging our kids?

I know this might sound like a daft thing to say but I really think we are paying our kids a disservice by constantly entertaining them, we don’t let our kids get bored. There is a constant form of entertainment for our children right at our finger tips, Live TV, on demand TV, iPads, youtube, apps, games consoles, 21st century kids have never had it so good.

I am not saying any of this is a bad thing but I know this we have never had so many ways to elevate child boredom in our lives and I personally think a bit of boredom is an amazing thing it develops imagination and help our children grow.

I am no play therapist and I am by no means guilt free when it comes to looking for the easy way out. I will admit when elizabeth wakes up at 6am and I want to stay sleeping it a case of here is your iPad go and watch some American video of a woman opening the latest gadget and let me sleep in a little longer. Even now as a write this I know tomorrow morning elizabeth will be Likely to get her iPad tomorrow morning. And even when we are up it is quite likely she will spend the morning watching CBeebies or Nick Jr until I turn over or just get bored of watching kids tv, however last week I was forced to really think, is tv and all this on-demand tech damaging my child’s ability to learn?

Now I am no expert I don’t have the facts and figures and I won’t pretend i do but I will tell you about my experience that led to me feeling that our quickness to turn in our TVS, pass our kids iPads or find a quick fix for boredom can be damaging for our kids. The guys at world economics forum have made this video.

I started to think about this a few weeks ago whilst I was camping in north wales with Elizabeth, we had no tech (except my phone to call my dad to get us next day), not toys and basic equipment.. we found our own fun on the first day, played set up camp and went for a walk were Elizabeth even made a nice story that Captain Hook lived on his ship in lake ogwin (that beat my story that it was the lake queen gwenavier the wife of king athour through the great sword Excalibur into after the death of athour) she also told me that she had borrowed moana’s necklace and was taking it back to her. Our 5 mile walk became a game. The next day she woke and wanted her iPad we had a bit of a row because she forgot it but soon woke up tried to cook breakfast and got about our next adventure, climbing up a massive mountain (yay) I wasn’t sure she would get anywhere near the top but it was about the finding fun so we set about past captains hook ship and up the mountain to the other lake were pan and tinkerbell lived with all the Disney princesses, we stoped for lunch and I calculated we never had time to get all the way up so she said it’s ok and made a story about it and told me on the way Down.

Now back at home she tells me all about mr invisible and all the trouble he cause I think it’s her drop dead Fred.

But this lack of tech whilst out got me thinking, I like to limit the tech time be it tv or iPad but so many parents don’t, is this going to be harmful for our kids?

When I was a kid especially early 90’s we never had IPad or phones, kids tv was limited to a few hours a day no 24 hours of full on tv. We never had games consoles or PC games and if we did the only games were mine sweeper and solitaire and consoles were in there early stages. If your reading this as a child of before the early 90s you will get this, if you are a child of anything from 95 to now you might be reading this thinking life must have been boring.

The strange thing is it wasn’t we used the greates computer in the world our brain to keep us entertained being bored forced us to use our imagination and make our own fun. It made us look around see what we hard that we could make fun with.

A football had so many games we could play, Kirby, dodge ball 2 touch football with goalie in and out, get enough of us together and we could play man hunt, a box of lego could make for hours of entertainment developing our building and engineering skills, we went along to groups like scouts and learned how to make fires, the girls got a bottle of water and put roses in it to make perfume. If we were short of money a bucket and a sponge And we could car wash 3 quid a car, door to door until we had enough cash for our cinema stuff, a bed sheet makes a den the possibilities are endless.

I’m not saying TVs, iPads or any other entertainment is bad in fact some of it is brilliant, what I am saying is our quickness to relieve our child boredom robs our children of the fun that come with using your imagination to relieve your boredom. Being bored also makes them think for them self. These skills help them in there future life, being able to solve problems and think for themselves could help them in the work place and those moments of taking objects and using the imagination who knows might make them the inventors of the future.

I don’t know, what I do know is these are the future of our human race, these moments of boredom using there imagination might help them shape the world of the future, we owe it to them to stop trying to entertain them every now and Again and let them entertain themselves one day they might thank you..

And If you don’t believe the guys at lego have made this amazing video from lego duplo.

The PND Daddy