17. June 2013 · 2 comments · Categories: Anxiety, Sleep · Tags: , ,

Let’s call this a stream-of-barely-conscious-consciousness, OK? It’s early in the morning, I’m awake after being awake a good portion of the night. Insomnia has returned.

I’ve struggled with sleep since the third trimester of my pregnancy with Jax–in 2009. Before then, I slept easily. I could–and sometimes did–drink a cup of coffee (none of this weak decaf stuff I drink now) and be asleep a few minutes later. I could sleep in a car, on a plane, in the rain…

In my third trimester, Jax was most active around 3 in the morning, nearly every night. I couldn’t sleep through the movement. My sleep became lighter, and things I easily slept through before (e.g., my husband’s snoring, my dog curling up at my feet) drove me insane because they woke me up and/or kept me awake.

We can skip the part about how sleep changed for the worse after Jax was born, because goodness knows I’ve blogged, tweeted, and posted on Facebook plenty of times about my little non-sleeper.

But now he’s almost 4 years old. And I’m co-sleeping with him in his comfy-but-tiny twin bed. My reasons are numerous, and I’m not listing them here, though I’ll tell you why privately if you’re curious.

My insomnia doesn’t have much to do with Jax at all now.

Now I can’t sleep because it’s too warm in the room. Or because I’ve had 2 beers (or glasses of wine) and the sugar is keeping me awake. Or because I heard a noise outside that woke me. Or because my to do list for tomorrow is way too long. Or because I’m thinking about someone who probably isn’t thinking about me in the middle of the night! Or because my mind is racing with a thousand other thoughts. Or because my dog barked at someone walking by my corner house.

My anger about being awake in the middle of the night is a big deal. I quite literally have to give myself a calming talk when I’ve been awake for hours and feel like punching a hole in the wall.

I’ve been prescribed a sleeping pill, but I don’t like to take medication unless it’s an emergency. Since April when it was prescribed, I’ve taken in 3 times. It takes an hour to kick in and doesn’t have a long half-life, which is good because I can take it very late at night and not feel terrible the next day but bad because it seems to give me maybe 3 or 4 hours of sleep at most. But taking it tends to give me an added boost of anxiety because I worry about all the potential things I could do in my sleep and not remember–the package insert lists a few: sleep-driving, sleep-eating, sleep-sex.

If I show up at your doorstep in the middle of the night, please just toss me a pillow and blanket and tuck me in?

Since the last terrible bout of insomnia in April (which lasted for 10+ days–I stopped counting), I’ve been taking 3 mg of melatonin around 9:00 every single night. I had 2+ months of amazing sleep. The kind of sleep that made me feel like myself again!

On Friday, I told my friend about my fantastic sleep. I even said, “I haven’t had any insomnia in months!”

There is a joke on Twitter about talking about sleep and the consequences of this slip-up.

I don’t know why the melatonin seems to have stopped working. Was it really the reason for my good sleep the past 2+ months? I’m also wondering whether my new pattern of insomnia for up to 2 weeks every few months is going to be the norm for the rest of my life. Will I spend day after day feeling like a zombie, snapping at the people around me, feeling guilty about it, crying at my desk, making poor choices because I’m too tired to think straight, having anxiety because I’m worried about not sleeping, and so on?

I don’t know what to do now that I can’t count on melatonin. Keep taking it anyway? Stop? Rely more heavily on sleeping pills? Get a hotel room so I can catch up on my sleep completely alone and distraction-free for a night? I feel like I’ve done everything right (limiting my sugar, nearly eliminating caffeine, rarely drinking more than 1 alcoholic beverage per night and avoiding doing so too close to bedtime, getting exercise daily, eating well, and so on). So now what?

If you have experienced insomnia, what are some of the things you’ve tried, and have they worked?

I remember when I first discovered Postpartum Progress, toward the end of my maternity leave in fall 2009. I devoured that website, trying to make sense of my experience with anxiety after the birth of my son. It was a beacon of light for me and one of the initial steps I took toward feeling better.

It’s years later now, and my involvement with the website has grown, although I no longer have a mood disorder. Now I am an advocate for moms who do. I feel compelled to talk about my experience with postpartum depression and anxiety (obviously, on this blog) and to help educate families about perinatal mood disorders. Doing so helps me make sense of my experience.

One way I’m helping is by joining a fundraising effort by Postpartum Progress, called Climb Out of the Darkness. On June 21, the longest day of the year, I will be walking (not hiking, as I live in one of the flatter parts of NJ) in support of mothers with a perinatal mood disorder. Did you know that 15% of new moms will experience one?

As stated on the FAQ page for the event, the funds raised will be used for two purposes:

One is to create an infographic that correctly represents the prevalence of perinatal mood and anxiety disorders as well as its impact on society for use with the media and to raise awareness. The second is for an informational sheet for moms that would be available in doctor’s offices about perinatal mood and anxiety disorders and getting help. It can be used anywhere in the world but this first version will be in English — if we raise enough money we will do French and Spanish as well. Since most of the brochures and things handed out to moms, in a word, suck, we’re going to do a kickass version.

On the 21st, you will see me tweeting and posting on Facebook and Instagram, using the hashtag #ClimbOut.

How can you help, you ask? Great question! There are a few ways you can help: First, you can donate to my campaign here (or click the widget below). Any amount is greatly appreciated. Second, you can walk with me! If you’re interested in joining me, please email me at jamesandjax@gmail.com for more info, such as the time and location. Third, you can spread the word! If you do so, please include the link to my campaign.

Thanks for your support!

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One of my anxiety triggers is health. It’s safe to say my biggest fear in life is poor health–my own as well as that of someone I love. Good health is not something I take for granted for even a single day.

Since my earliest memories, my anxiety has been set off by thoughts of impending doom related to someone I love becoming ill or injured. I’ve had to deal with intrusive thoughts, with scenes playing out in my head that I’ve been unable to stop. As a child, I worried endlessly about something happening to my mom. As a new mother, I worried about something happening to Jax. Thoughts like these don’t occur often now, thank goodness.

The positive side of health anxiety is that it makes me proactive. I’ve initiated difficult conversations with my physician and my therapist just to relieve myself of worry and for reassurance. I eat well, I rarely drink more than one alcoholic beverage in a day, I take walks almost daily, I talk about how to alleviate my stress with a therapist regularly, and I take vitamins and supplements that are good for my body.

Most importantly, I try to never consult Dr. Google for a diagnosis if there is something perceived to be wrong!

Knowing your anxiety triggers is crucial for overcoming it. So is knowing how to handle the anxiety when you can’t stop it from happening. Here are the techniques I rely on to nip anxiety in the bud when it happens.

If you have any anxiety-busting tips, please share!

 

With my husband out of the country for 4 days, I approached the idea of Mother’s Day alone with Jax with mostly excitement about having a lot of time together but also with a little bit of worry about my day potentially going awry due to some toddler tantrum or another. So I kind of split up my Mother’s Day into chunks of time all weekend, beginning on Friday. To kick off Mother’s Day weekend, I left work 2 hours early to give myself a bit of downtime and self-care.

My version of self-care includes wine, journaling, and delicious food (guacamole and black bean chips this time).

My version of self-care includes wine, journaling, and delicious food (guacamole and black bean chips this time).

Saturday, it rained in the morning, so we hung around the house a lot. Eventually, we made it to Target for crafting supplies and snacks, and then we came home and drew, glittered, and stickered handmade Mother’s Day cards for both grandmoms. We ate Oreos.

Glitter + Oreos? Sounds pretty fantastic, right?

Jax selected Disney princess stickers for his grandmoms because "they look like princesses."

Jax selected Disney princess stickers for his grandmoms because “they look like princesses.”

The rest of Saturday, we alternated laying around the house with some outside play. Around 3:30, he finally napped (boy did he need it!) on my lap. I enjoyed the snuggles while I watched something other than Disney Jr on the tv.

It was adorable. I wish he'd nap more often! I got to watch 2 episodes of Arrested Development!

It was adorable. I wish he’d nap more often! I got to watch 2 episodes of Arrested Development!

Jax fell asleep pretty easily Saturday night, and we both slept very well. I believe that’s why Sunday was so fanastic.

Fantastic may not even accurately cover how perfect my day was. I woke up an hour before Jax and sipped my coffee slowly while it was still hot. I caught up on social media and watched a bit of Mad Men (I am SO behind). When he woke up, we went to breakfast with my parents, who treated.

After that, we hung around the house for a few hours. We ended up in sweats, both of us, and cleaning the living room (what kind of a Mother’s Day is this?!). It was actually pretty fun, because in my twisted head, few things make me happier than a clean house. I had planned to take him on a long walk at a park with a long track, and then let him loose on the playground after I got a few miles in, but after we cleaned, he’d started to play by himself, quietly and contentedly, so I opted to not rock the boat. I stayed in my sweats, parked my butt on the floor, and read a magazine and listened to music instead.

My cleaning buddy

My cleaning buddy

Eventually, we got our walk in. First, I hit the Dunkin Donuts drive through for my new favorite drink: the mint chocolate chip iced coffee (milk, no sugar–in case you want to surprise me sometime!). That baby came on our walk with us. We walked for about 30 minutes and then played on the playground for another 30 before returning home. A friend came over, bringing 3 bottles of wine over as a gift for me (so nice!!), and had a glass of wine with me while Jax played on the floor nearby.

These bouncy things are so much fun! But they're very ugly.

These bouncy things are so much fun! But they’re very ugly.

Ok, so maybe I rode one of the bouncy things, too.

Ok, so maybe I rode one of the bouncy things, too.

Jax bestowed me freely with plenty of kisses and hugs all day. He was affectionate, calm, well-rested, and tantrum free all the way until bedtime. At one point, he even curled up on the couch while we listened to music and he rested without a word. This lasted so long I had to check to make sure he hadn’t gotten into the medicine cabinet! I’ve never seen him so calm, quiet, and still (while staying awake) for so long! When I’d look over to see if he’d fallen asleep, he’d flash me a huge grin.

I can count on one finger the number of times he's done this! Ha!

I can count on one finger the number of times he’s done this! Ha!

Around dinnertime, we made a frozen pizza (his favorite thing to do is pick off and eat some of the frozen cheese) because I didn’t feel like cooking. Then a different friend came over, and we had a glass of wine and played in the yard for 2 hours.

Bath at 8, bedtime at 8:30. After some snuggling with me and his newly discovered stuffed elephant (which I bought when I first found out I was pregnant with him), he was asleep by 9.

Mother’s Day was the kind of day my soul craved and exactly what I needed after two challenging days full of toddler tantrums. I am so grateful for having had such a peaceful, relaxing day with Jax. It was my best Mother’s Day yet.

 

Happy Mother’s Day!

It’s an extra special Mother’s Day for me this year because I’m part of something very meaningful to me and many others–the fifth annual Mother’s Day Rally for Moms’ Mental Health, hosted by Postpartum Progress–the world’s most widely read blog on postpartum depression (PPD) and all other mental illnesses related to pregnancy and childbirth.

The Rally is a 24-hour event that features 24 letters (one posted each hour) from survivors of PPD, postpartum anxiety (PPA), postpartum OCD, depression after weaning and/or postpartum psychosis. Their purpose is to inform and encourage pregnant and new moms who may be struggling with their emotional health. In Katherine Stone’s (of Postpartum Progress) words, the rally is a “massive dose of love, understanding and wisdom from lots of moms who’ve had postpartum depression and anxiety and the like.”

You’ll find me over there tonight. My post goes live at 8:00 pm (Eastern). It’s a post I wrote last year, but did not publish here, about my personal experience with PPD and PPA after Jax was born. It was difficult to write and required courage and strength to share. This holds true for the other 23 letters, too, so your support and words of encouragement over at Postpartum Progress are greatly appreciated.

If you’re active on Twitter, you can join the conversation by following and using the hashtag for the rally, which is #momsdayrally.

Here is the posting schedule:
Midnight – Welcome message and Sarah Pinnix, Real Life
1am – Lauren Hale, My Postpartum Voice
2am – Miranda Wicker, Not Super Just Mom
3am – Ana Clare Rouds
4am – Arja Lytle, Balance Body & Soul
5am – Yael Saar, PPD to Joy
6am – Cristi Comes, Motherhood Unadorned
7am – Robin Farr, Farewell Stranger
8am – Jen Hajer, The Martha Project
9am – Lori Bollinger, I Can Grow People
10am – JD Bailey, Honest Mom
11am – Abby Berner
noon – Andrea Scher, Superhero Life
1pm – Lori Garcia, Mommyfriend
2pm – Jane Roper, JaneRoper.com
3pm – Katie L., Overflowing Brain
4pm – Jenna Rosener, Blogged Bliss
5pm – Ninotchka Beavers, Twice Blessed
6pm – Alison Parson, Ms. Moody Mommy
7pm – Jessica Cohen, Found the Marbles
8pm – ME! :)
9pm – Kristen Chase, Motherhood Uncensored
10pm – Amber Koter-Puline, Beyond Postpartum
11pm – Jennifer Marshall, Bipolar Mom Life
I am deeply honored to be included in this event and look forward to reading every letter. May is Maternal Mental Health Month, and I can’t think of a better way to spread awareness than this rally. Click the image below to join us!
Mother's Day Rally