A Manic Mom’s Journal
This will be the title of my new blog specifically discussing Bipolar mothers and my story. Entries may only be written when in a manic state so it might be hard to follow, or as my husband puts it, when I am on a mission to save the world. :) These entries will include brainstorming and reflection on making things better going forward.
Tuesday 1/18/12 approx 3:30am
As I hold my sleeping 2 month old son in my arms, I am so happy. In times of depression I crave this happiness, this joy and it seems that I slip into a further funk the more I want it. Even just a normal mood would be nice. I, however, bounce from depressed to manic and sometimes a state in-between or mixed episodes. If some of you never realized my condition, don’t be alarmed it isn’t a scary diagnosis for me, it is just how I have silently struggled. Don’t worry, I am not a danger to myself and I won’t shave my head or anything too crazy. I do want a tattoo but I’m holding off until I am sure of it. Bipolar can come in many different forms and in my case it seems fairly stable. The story of how I was first diagnosed will be posted as a future blog entry.
I’d like to use this Manic Mom’s blog to help others in many ways. The first is to give my family and friends information. Something they can look at and use to understand my day to day behavior and give them some additional insight into the different kinds of bipolar behaviors and stereotypes. I suppose that may seem odd to most but I think my husband will really appreciate some insight as in states of depression it can sometimes be difficult to communicate with me so I can reflect on that time when my body decides to pull itself out of the funk.
For example, when I’m in a depressed state I will most likely not be writing. Reason being is that everything is a struggle in these times. I fight with myself to do the necessities and to make sure I work. However, in manic mode, I need a way to channel this energy, this focus (and shopping is not the answer!). Depression = a fog for me but a manic or mixed state gives me hope.
So you may be wondering why I don’t medicate. I’ve tried almost everything in the 4 years since I was diagnosed. Somethings dull the pain of depression but also don’t allow me to excel It’s a horse a piece, I can either have a low level get by drug haze or a rollercoaster. At this point I’m a nursing mom so the rollercoaster is in full swing. At about 3 months along is when I decided to stop taking LaTuda. Before that it was Prozac with Abilify and before that Lamictal and before that Lithium, etc etc. With every medicine came a different reaction but most of the time it included the drug like haze but at least it was a balance and the extreme lows did not rear their ugly head. So I promptly stopped medicating after I felt stable enough and was so nervous about any affects of the medicine on our little miracle. (he is truly a miracle – which will also be a separate blog at some point). I pray that none of the medicines I’ve been on affect my son’s health. I also pray that medicines I took well before I became pregnant don’t possibly cause autism or anything else.
So back to today. My son woke up at 3:30am and I haven’t been able to put him back to bed and not because he was awake but because he is amazing in my arms and I don’t want to lose this feeling. I want this manic mode to hang on for a little while at least. So I don’t sleep much – only what is needed when my body / mind shuts down enough to rest. This is my newest realization about depression. When you are down you can’t focus you can’t think enough to even organize or remember something you may have just said and you may be exhausted or tired all the time. This is our struggle, our family struggle from time to time, but we manage. Just like we did when Jason got sick in 2007. Which is another story for another time for those who would like to read it and I should get to that soon.
I should say ‘should’ because I can’t promise anything. I can’t guarantee that my mood will allow me to function above par or be able to write anything that makes much sense. But I believe with encouragement I can do anything. My husband is getting so much better at the encouragement and I’m so grateful
Here is a letter to a friend I was writing that inspired me to write this particular journal/blog entry:
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Hi Lady,
The age difference is actually really good. She is so helpful and
we’ve been good about keeping her busy so she isn’t feeling neglected.
We just started her in horse riding lessons and she is doing amazing.
We could talk more about that if we get together if you want for
lunch or something with or without little ones :).
My son is so good. I’d even consider having another baby if we could
afford it, that is how happy we are right now.
You asked about my Christmas newsletter and our Father’s miracles from last year. My Dad has a farm up north in Granton and in August he was working on
cutting trees down in the woods and he tripped and fell over some
brush. He had a pistol in his pocket and it went off into his right
elbow. It was so scary! Thank goodness for amazing doctors and cell phones!
He is doing amazing now considering. He didn’t have health insurance
and his medical bills and flight for life were outrageous. I’m
considering having a benefit type thing to help him raise the money.
And I’m looking into health insurances for him. He seemed to think the liability
insurance he had on the farm covered accidents he was in.
My father in law was in a motorcycle accident in California also last
year. He is crazy lucky also.
We are having a 10 year anniversary party this year. Would you guys
like to join us? Wish I could bring back the wedding video I threw
out when I was in my manic mode after Jason got sick.
He is doing great health wise. I try to make sure he doesn’t get too
worn down and we won’t do flu shots anymore since that triggered his
anemia too. He loves what he does so that is good and he is a great teacher if I had the patience to listen :)
My son is ready to go back to bed so Talk to you later.
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As you can see there are small items listed in there that I’m possibly going to commit to during manic mode. If I become depressed then doing those things is like a hundred pound weight on top of me. I just wanted to share this as it reflects an extreme thought process that occurs in a manic state.
So here I bounce to the next thought …
I’m hoping this blog gives me something to reflect back on and my bucket lists give me something to check off so I can accomplish something and hopefully remain above depressed enough to at least function and complete things. And that the completion of those things is a catch 22 so that I don’t dwell on the times that I don’t function well. I’m also hoping it gives me the strength to work out more…the more that one can do that for the endorphins, the better it is for their mood and bodies, and we need that. I’m looking into doing a Warrior Dash and I could really use work out buddies or training tips and encouragement. (*August Warrior Dash in Johnson Creek is our goal)
So it is time to put my son down and to get ready, get ready for a new day of possibilities and wonderful ideas and one with hope, one with extreme happiness. We only live once so it is important not to dwell on the bad and find a way to overcome.
Our God has blessed us in so many ways. I look forward to his next move.
I’d also like to tag a friend in this. She writes *MommyJonas* http://mommyjonas.wordpress.com/. Her strength in words has allowed me to realize I can share my condition with friends and even strangers in a hope that it helps them in some way. Her story is much different but it is also about a daily struggle and the will to love living even in difficult times. If people look at me and judge me or are scared or learning about such a medical condition, that is something I can not control but at least I tried to give them information. But I’m hoping this blog helps others understand and helps me to.
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