Praise the Lord, it's over!!!

It's over. After lots of prayer and the right medication, my PPD is gone. I am so relieved and so happy and so THANKFUL!! I spoke a little too soon on my last post. I wrote that on Wednesday, and the next couple of days were probably my worst. I will say without a doubt that this time around was by far my worst experience with PPD. I honestly thought the men in white coats needed to come haul me away to a rubber room. (No, I'm not kidding.) It is insane to me how intense and absolutely consuming PPD can be. Thank God for the best friends in the world and a husband that (I'm sorry, every other woman in the world) cannot possibly be matched. I am convinced that there is always a reason for the valleys in our lives--even the deep, dark terrifying pits. From the depths of where I was, I was reminded of the number of people who love and care about me and who so unselfishly offered anything and everything to help me in some way. What a blessing to have such a reminder. Also, at some point, I feel that I will be able to help someone else who may be struggling the way I struggled. Like I said several times before, I just don't know how you could ever fully wrap your head around it unless you've been in the middle of it. So, hopefully this is my last post about PPD! I will not miss addressing it whatsoever!!

I'm including a picture of Belle and Jeb. Belle got up this morning, ate breakfast, sat down to finish her cartoon, and said, "Mama, I'll hold Jeb." She sat through the entire ending of Dora and held him, both completely content. I had to snap a picture.

OK... just one more comment, and I'm done.... Thank you one more time to everyone who prayed for me. I promise to return the favor.