Six months. Give or take. That’s how long it took to convince me that I ought to at least try anti-depressant medication. What was I afraid of? Well. Small amounts of the drugs can pass into breast milk and I was worried about the effect these would have on my wee babby. (She was two […]

Now, Where Was I?

O yes, stuck in the mud. Having got a little distracted of late, I thought I’d get back to my own story. So, I had sorted out my counselling. That took a while, but was worth getting right. Then there was the referral to the PND support group. The best thing about that group was […]