I sent my monthly newsletter to my Thermotash tribe last week and I shared with them something really raw and personal. I shared my struggle with postnatal depression.
My little one is 5 months now and every day is a joy but two months ago I finally admitted something I had been in denial about for a very long time. I had postnatal depression. I loved my baby but the various issues we had had to overcome, the soul sucking sleep deprivation and the grief I felt losing my old identity had all built up leaving me in a dark place.
Since her birth I couldn’t be bothered eating. I struggled making decisions, especially if it was about meals. I had zero interest cooking in the kitchen. If I wasn’t breastfeeding I would have cared even less about myself.
But I was breastfeeding. I had my little baby relying on me for nourishment so after leaning on my hubby and family for meals in the early days and weeks it was time for me to get back into the kitchen. I honestly don’t think I would have been able to do it without my Thermomix.