I'm His girl :-)

I wanted to use this photo of Mine and Elora's hands in this post because it reminds me in such a visual way of how my big God is holding my hand, cause I am his little girl!

Over the last week I have been on such a roller coaster. After I finally opened up in my last post about how much I was struggling so many people reached out to me and I felt incredibly supported. Several people from church brought meals to help make my days easier and I had lots of people checking up on me!

I am doing much better, no thanks to the medical profession. I had 3 trips to the doctor that achieved nothing. The first time he gave me a referral to a psychiatrist and when I asked about a mental health care plan so that it would be able to be bulk billed he said they already bulk bill, but when I called to make an appointment they said they only bulk bill with a health care plan. So I went back to the same medical centre at night when I could leave the kids with Brett, but a different doctor was on and he said I would have to come back and see the other doctor since he was the one I first spoke to, I left so frustrated and upset that I came home and cried and cried. I had made the effort to go and get some help and no-one knew what to do!!! I then went with my mum to her doctor and he wanted to put me on tablets but couldn't cause I was breastfeeding, so he gave me what he thought was a mental health plan to go see someone, but it turned out to be the wrong paperwork and at that point I was ready to just give up!

I decided that if I wasn't going to be able to get any real help to sort through any underlying issues that I would have to at least go on tablets before I totally lost the plot and so I made a heart wrenching decision to stop breastfeeding. The final straw was a night of constant feeds with hardly any sleep, followed by a day of almost non-stop crying (from me not the children) when I rang my mother to come over cause I just wanted to run out the door and get away from here and just leave all the kids behind. She bought formula that day but it was still a couple of feeds later before I could bring myself to use it, then after 2 bottle feeds Elora slept the longest she's ever gone at night and I got 6 hours sleep in a row. I woke up with hope that this was the right decision for my sanity, so I didn't take my motilium tablet that day and started weaning Elora. She wasn't really impressed at first and I had to buy expensive bottles that are like the breast for it to work well. I was still breastfeeding every 3rd feed or so for the first couple of days until the motilium wore off from my system and my supply dropped and after 4 days it was all bottles.

As it turned out this is exactly what I needed to do. After a couple of days without the motilium I started feeling different, it wasn't just that I was getting a little more sleep or that the prospect of bottle feeding made me feel less 'trapped' to be able to do things child free if I needed to, something was different in my head. I wondered if it might be the tablets so I did some research on the hormone prolactin which is what motilium increases to increase milk supply, and I discovered that too much of it can produce mood swings, depression and anxiety. I have had bad reactions to medications in the past that messed with my hormones, such as the pill and also clomid when we were struggling to get pregnant, but I was so desperate to be able to successfully breastfeed for the first time that I never stopped to think about how messing with my hormones would affect me.

So after a few days drug free the world starting to seem less overwhelming to me and the dark cloud in my head wasn't as bad. I then had some prayer ministry which brought up some other things going on inside me and God did some great healing there. That was 4 nights ago and guess what... I haven't cried since, that is a huge achievement!!! I've had busy, stressful, exhausting days that would've made me meltdown before and I've been ok. I feel like I found the sunshine after the rain and it's amazing how awesome and exciting and wonderful the world looks when a dark cloud has been lifted from the view. Now I am able to hold onto the pictures God showed me of him holding me and just resting in Him when I feel overwhelmed, I know I don't have to achieve anything for him to love me, He just loves me because I'm His girl, just like I love my little girls just because they're mine. I knew that in my head before, but there was another constant voice telling me what a failure I was and it was paralysing and now it's gone.

I feel alive on the inside for the first time in months and it's great!! I am so thankful for amazing love and support from family and friends and I am so thankful that I have a Heavenly Father who loves me and knows exactly what I need!!!!! :-)