Being a mother comes with its own set of hurdles. Each of us faces our unique challenges shaped by our individual circumstances. As a mom navigating life with bipolar disorder, I certainly have my fair share of struggles—along with an extensive list of insecurities and anxieties that could probably wrap around the block.
My journey began with postpartum depression and anxiety, which felt like an unwinnable battle. Thankfully, I managed to avoid psychosis and hospitalization. However, I faced terrifying moments of crippling fear, pacing my home in despair, battling with getting out of bed, and wrestling with suicidal thoughts. These experiences added a layer of complexity to the already overwhelming world of new motherhood, filled with sleepless nights and diaper changes.
Then there were moments of hypomania, when I found myself dancing around the house, chasing after my kids, having the time of my life without a care in the world. But those exhilarating highs were often followed by painful crashes, where even the simplest tasks—like reading a bedtime story—seemed impossible, and my children would wonder why their mom was crying.
I often struggled to find the right words to explain my feelings in a way that my children could understand. There was a time when I had to spend a week in a hospital far from home, and while they couldn’t visit, they could call. I reassured my oldest that I was okay, just needing some medication to help my brain work better. To his young mind, that seemed to make sense.
Then came the day when my husband and kids found me unconscious. An ambulance took me away, and I spent another week in the hospital. My children only knew that I was unwell and needed to stay there until I was better, not realizing it was a psychiatric facility. They visited me in my stark hospital room a few times, and I was released just in time for my youngest child’s birthday.
The guilt of being away was overwhelming—far beyond what typical “mommy guilt” feels like. However, being in recovery has taught me the importance of self-compassion. While all mothers can benefit from being gentle with themselves, it’s crucial for those of us with bipolar disorder. I recognize that my parenting mistakes may be amplified by my condition, but I am learning to manage them. Yes, my kids will be okay, and all I need to do is take a deep breath and learn from each experience.
Even on my toughest days, I remind myself that my children are watching. If they have to have a mom with bipolar disorder, at least they can learn from me about strength and resilience. They have one tough mama.
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In summary, navigating motherhood with bipolar disorder is no small feat, but embracing self-compassion and understanding is key. Our struggles shape us, and teaching our children about resilience can be a beautiful lesson in the face of adversity.