Before they have children, most parents have a dream of what they think their new life will look like. Some of us focus on snuggling tiny babies, with their sleepy yawns and tiny socks, all nestled into a little blanket burrito. Others think of adorable toddlers with their toothy grins, broken language, and cuddly reading time. A few of us even envision helping school-aged children with their homework or driving them to an early morning sport practice or art class.
In these dreams we usually have quiet, well-behaved, neurotypical, able-bodied children. We have deep relationships with our children where we love and respect each other. Life is good in this dream. It’s happy and joyful. We are good parents with good children.
Some anxiety may slip into this dream. We might worry if we will be enough. We might not know if we can afford the vision. We might see other people’s children behaving badly and wonder how to avoid such behaviours while convincing ourselves that, somehow, “it’ll be different for me/us.”
My vision of parenting was patterned on the life of Lorelai Gilmore, the adorable, confident single mother from The Gilmore Girls. When I got pregnant with my first-born son, I was young — about a year out of high school. I already knew that the person I got pregnant with wasn’t going to be a parent in much more than title, and that I was going to have to figure this out on my own. But that was no big deal. I was Lorelai Gilmore. I imagined going for long walks with my baby in the stroller, coffee in one hand, chatting with friends. I saw us becoming best buds and braving the world together. I knew there would be challenges, but a dynamic team like us? We could handle it.
Then I had the baby.
Becoming a parent was like taking a long series of punches in the face. The birth was traumatic. Nursing was simultaneously a nightmare and a cruel joke, landing us back in the hospital after only a few days because I had an infant so dehydrated that he could barely muster a cry. Once he was nourished with formula, he didn’t sleep for more than forty minutes at a time and when he was awake, he cried and cried and cried. I went back and forth, either frantically struggling with a baby that was awake and crying, or stuck under a sleeping baby who could not be put down. He also had a medically complicated urinary system, chronic ear infections, and severe reflux, so we hung out at the hospital a lot. There were no coffee strolls. There were no breaks. We were not friends.
I thought the first year with my baby would be the best year of my life. Instead I found myself praying every day that I would die and that someone more equipped than me would be willing to raise this difficult creature into a lovely human.
Unfortunately, my experience was not unique.
Once we become parents, most of us realize that our pre-parent selves were naive, or even foolish. To some extent, there’s a discrepancy for every parent between what they thought it was going to be like and what it’s really like, and there’s nothing abnormal about that. When the gap between expectation and reality feels massive, some people adapt relatively easily. But others really struggle.
My partner, Janna, refers to this adjustment as learning to live with the grind of parenting, a term I’ve now adopted as my own. How the grind will feel is simply unknowable before having children. I had two kids when I met Janna, and before we moved in together, we spent a lot of time hanging out as a family. I asked Janna if they were nervous about living with the kids, but they assured me that they had spent enough time with them to get a sense of what it would be like. After a year of living together, we returned to this conversation, and they admitted that while they had a sense of many aspects of parent life, they couldn’t have imagined how wearying the daily grind of chores, the irrationality of children, and the never being “off duty” for any more than a few hours at a time would be. It’s not one task, one sleepless night, or one tantrum that feels tough; it’s the combination of a seemingly endless stream of them, without knowing when you will get a moment to catch your breath, that feels so intense and exhausting. While there are many rewarding parts of parenting, I often liken the early years to waking up with a leak in your energy system and trying to get to the end of the day without letting the grind suck all your energy out of the leak, all the while hoping that there’s at least an hour at the end of the day to fix the leak and fill the tank back up, because you have to do it all over again in the morning.
Each parent’s experience is different, and it’s not possible to understand your own experience of the grind ahead of time. Some people cope better with it. Some babies sleep more than others, and some people are less triggered by crying or whining. But all parents experience a loss of agency and control the moment they meet their kid(s) for the first time. For those who are co-parenting, there’s usually one parent, who I call the primary parent, who does more of the parenting work in the postpartum period, and they feel the loss of agency very deeply. And while the desire to be in control has a bad reputation and can get you accused of being a “control freak,” not having enough control can be disempowering and can make you feel hopeless. And yet much of the advice to new parents is to give in and let go of expectations, with very little discussion about what it’s like to live with the serious responsibilities of postpartum life. This leaves parents with little control over their day-to-day lives, because the ever-changing needs of babies and young children often keep us from planning and executing tasks. Establishing a routine feels like a pipe dream, and even when something resembling a routine does emerge, it’s almost never set by the parents, and it can be disrupted at any time by teething, developmental milestones, or just plain old off-days. Every day, postpartum parents try to find the balance between moving life forward, by doing basic things like going to appointments and getting groceries, and letting go of it all when their kid(s)’ needs take over.
No one teaches us how to navigate this tricky dance of meeting expectations and letting go of them simultaneously, or how to live in a space with conflicting demands. Most of us aren’t used to being needed in such an intense way, which makes it hard to understand what kind of resources might help us. Even if we do know what we want or need, resources often feel limited, and some parents have much more access to resources than others. We are taught that to be a “good” parent we must work hard, sacrifice, and be joyful, all of which can sometimes feel more like a performance for others than an authentic experience.
Adjusting to postpartum reality can have a significant impact on many aspects of parents’ lives. When I’m helping clients manage their anxious and depressed moods in my private social work counselling practice, themes related to identity, interpersonal relationships, resurgence of trauma, physical health, and grief come up frequently. It’s impossible to know how many people struggle with their mood after becoming parents, but it’s so common that perinatal mood disorders are considered the number-one complication of childbirth. The available statistics show varying rates between 12 and 20 percent, but these numbers are likely low because we know not all parents with perinatal mood disorders report it or receive support. This happens because of the stigma around mental illness diagnoses, the feeling among new parents that symptoms are not worth reporting, and the poor understanding among health care providers of perinatal mental health.
Despite significant public awareness efforts over the last twenty years, accessing mental health support is fraught with challenges in ways that getting physical health supports is not. For example, there’s no mandatory mental health screening in Canada for perinatal mood, yet all pregnant people are offered a glucose tolerance test, even though gestational diabetes only occurs in about 9 percent of pregnancies. Universal screening of new parents doesn’t guarantee that more parents will get the support that they need, because even when health care providers do check in with their patients about postpartum mood, treatment options are limited. A patient might be offered medication through their family doctor (if they have one), but it’s just as likely that they’ll be referred to a long wait-list for a psychiatrist/hospital mood program or be directed to find their own private therapist, an option that comes with a significant financial barrier for many parents. And that’s only if their community has perinatal therapists or public mental health programming; many rural areas and small towns offer no access to these types of support.
Many parents with perinatal mood disorders simply don’t have enough help to protect and manage their moods, and solutions to this issue require complex, interdisciplinary, and individualized strategies. My goal with this book is to provide some solutions for parents living with postpartum mood disorders. If that’s you, I’m truly glad you’re reading this and so sorry that you are having a tough time with your mood. While this book is not intended to replace a therapeutic treatment plan, it’s my sincere hope that the information I share provides you a deeper understanding of your experience and leaves you with both a sense of agency to create a personalized support plan and a sense of solidarity: you are not alone.
The book is broken up into three parts: Naming, Hurting, and Healing. Each part unpacks what it is about parenting that feels so hard for so many people. I outline how the messages, expectations, and structural systems for families with young children in the Western world have created a parenting culture that is so flawed and laden with barriers that it has become impossible to “get right,” and how this culture is eroding parental mental health. I walk you through solutions to resisting and thriving within this system.
Naming analyzes four significant influences on perinatal mental health: (1) the biological aspects, such as hormonal changes, genetics, and sleep deprivation, and how they can affect the mood of parents who give birth; (2) thought patterns and thinking styles, and the ways in which they can influence how we interpret our perinatal experiences; (3) the effects of individual and circumstantial risk factors, such as trauma or relational distress; and (4) the community expectations of parents and how this contributes to a positive or negative parental identity. All of these influences exist within a very particular socio-economic environment, which has created a culture of parenting that has such contradictory and confusing messages about how to successfully raise a child that many parents feel like they are damned if they do and damned if they don’t. This is the culture of impossible parenting.
Hurting explores the culture of impossible parenting and details the ways in which it is eroding parental mental health. Impossible-parenting culture creates complex tensions related to a few very specific topics. How parents become pregnant, stay pregnant, and give birth is often a source of trauma, and I discuss it in chapter four, Birth. Coping with sleep deprivation and the debate over sleep training are covered in chapter five, Sleep, and chapter six, Relationships, digs into the hurt and frustration that many new parents experience when trying to negotiate the work of parenting in their romantic relationships and also with family and friends. Finally, in chapter seven, Bodies, I discuss facing the limits of the control we have over our bodies within the pressure to nurse and lose “baby weight.”
Healing provides a light at the end of the tunnel and offers solutions to resisting, enduring, and even thriving during parenting’s early years. In these chapters, I support parents in creating their own recovery plans, with information to help you make good choices for your unique family, as well as lots of preventive and reactive coping tools to get you through those extra tough moments.
This book may feel different from other books you’ve read about perinatal mood in a few different ways. In writing it, I took into account four distinct considerations.
Self-Defined Postpartum Period: Although the medical literature often suggests that the postpartum period ends at twelve months, I consider postpartum to extend far beyond that and suggest that each parent gets to define for themselves what it means to be in or out of the postpartum period. I propose that parents are out of the postpartum period when their baby/babies are toilet trained, are consistently sleeping through the night, can communicate and get around on their own (depending on their ability, of course), and, for those who are nursed, are fully weaned. These transitions are more or less complete at around age two for many children, but could easily take until three, or even four! Having a self-defined postpartum period feels important because we seem to have a collective agreement that parents with babies need help, but there is a sudden withdrawal of this help when “babies” become “children.” For example, most parents accessing perinatal mood support age out of these programs when their baby/babies are twelve months old, or when they return to paid work — which is when they often need it the most!
Gender-Neutral Language: I have centred the language in this book within a queer-inclusive and gender-neutral lexicon. Every book I have read about perinatal mood and anxiety disorders uses the language of mother/mama, pregnant woman, or some other gendered way of speaking about primary parents and people who give birth. I don’t do that. I talk about parents in a nongendered way because I love and respect our trans and genderqueer birth and parenting communities, and I know that fathers and non-birth parents also struggle with their mood (I’m sorry that you have been excluded from these discussions). And because I’m a cis, queer, femme parent who is partnered with a genderqueer parent, and our family has personally felt the impact of this exclusion.
However, I do understand that people who identify as women/mothers continue to make up the majority of primary parents and have to navigate some significant gendered parenting gaps, so there are times throughout this book when I specifically refer to feminized experiences of parenting. I make it clear when I’m referencing research that was conducted with people who identify as mothers and similarly when I’m talking about pregnant people who birthed, because I know not all mothers give birth to their children. This is an important aspect of working toward cultivating an anti-oppressive approach to perinatal mood.
Cultural Analysis of “Good” Parenting: There are a lot of different ways to think about the origins of perinatal mood disorders. Some take great comfort in assigning responsibility for our mood disorders to our brains and our bodies. Others want to understand how the dramatic decline in parental support over the last century with the dramatic increase to parental expectations negatively impacts our mood and identity. Whatever narrative you have about why we develop perinatal mood and anxiety disorders is a welcome, important contribution, but please know that a significant focus of this book is to identify the ways in which cultural messages about how to be a “good parent” negatively shape our mood, rather than hyperfocusing on the biology behind mood disorders. Psychiatrists and other medical practitioners know a lot about the biology of perinatal mood and anxiety disorders and how to treat them with medicine, and significant public discourse is already dedicated to those aspects of perinatal mental health.
I’m a family sociologist, clinical social worker, and retired doula who has been in this messy-beautiful world of parenting for over ten years, which means my orientation to parental mood is rooted in structural-social concepts. We have a common understanding that parenting is hard, but quite limited discussion about what it is exactly that makes parenting so hard. We talk about the social determinants of children’s health, but not the social determinants of parental health. In this book we explore the complicated interconnections of the many influences on parental mood so that we can most effectively address parents’ needs. Not just because it’s beneficial to children, but also because parents deserve to feel safe, be cared for, and experience pleasure in their parenting. I am proposing a framework for perinatal mood that I hope you pull apart and put back together combined with your own experiences and knowledge. You should feel welcome and encouraged to agree or disagree with the material as you engage with it.
Intersectional Feminism: Finally, as a feminist practitioner, I want to be transparent about my social location, and I strive to be aware of my own biases and privilege and how they shape the ideas outlined in this book. As such, I’ve attempted to weave in the importance of social location and anti-oppression when discussing perinatal mood. I’m queer, but femme, so I don’t have the experience of birthing in a gender-neutral or masculine body. When I had my first child, I was a young single mother who was very poor and experienced a lot of institutional surveillance in the way that poor young single mothers do. While I am sensitive to issues of class and relationship status, I am no longer young, poor, or single and no longer occupy those identities. I’m able-bodied but continue to work hard at my mental health and still struggle to manage intense social anxiety. I’m also white, which has granted me unearned privilege as I have navigated complex social systems throughout the years. I don’t ignore racial inequities throughout this book, but I also don’t try to speak about experiences I couldn’t possibly fully understand, so for that context I link to the work of brilliant Black/Indigenous/People of Colour (BIPOC) parenting researchers and practitioners.
While my goal was to keep this book rooted in intersectional awareness, I know I miss stuff or get it wrong sometimes and that this causes harm to others. It’s not okay when this happens and it is okay to call it out if you see it. I do recognize that raising harm awareness is unpaid emotional work, but if you reach out, I commit to hearing you and believing you, and will quiet my fragility to own and address harm I have caused. I’m also not going to speak for all queer parents, parents with mood disorders, young mothers, single mothers, or poor mothers, as I honour the individual uniqueness that is embedded within shared experiences and identity.
Like most of us who gravitate toward helping work, my interest in this area was influenced by my own experience. I had postpartum depression or anxiety (PPD/A) with both of my children. As I mentioned above, during my first postpartum experience I was young and a solo parent and had no idea what was going on. The birth was traumatic, I felt ashamed that I couldn’t nurse, and my first-born resisted sleep in a way I didn’t know was possible for a baby. Getting hardly any REM sleep, I quickly became so depressed that suicidal fantasies were one of the only things that brought me peace. Without access to the support and information I needed, I assumed that this was just how motherhood was and that I had ruined my life.
It was three years before I realized that I had had depression, which I was only able to name as I had reluctant conversations about having another baby with my partner at the time. I agreed to have another baby, and when I got pregnant I was so focused on watching out for depression I completely missed out on the anxiety creeping into the pregnancy until a small, uncomfortable moment with another parent on the playground made me so sick with social anxiety that I couldn’t bear to take my older son to kindergarten. Seeing this parent would give me panic attacks and there were many days when we didn’t make it to school. By the time I was four months postpartum, I was flooded with enough intrusive thoughts about sudden infant death syndrome (SIDS) that although my baby slept, I couldn’t. Because I was lucky enough to have an amazing family doctor at the time, I received the medical and therapeutic support I needed to find my way back to myself again.
Having future children felt dangerous, and I became obsessed with understanding the decline of my own postpartum mental health. This led me down a path of extensive research on parenting, mood, and the social construction of motherhood that resulted in my obtaining two graduate degrees and building a full-time social work practice. During my M.A. in sociology, I wrote my thesis on the social construction of “good mothering” and “bad mothering” narratives, and during my Master of Social Work (M.S.W.), I expanded on these concepts to write my major research paper about the macro-level cultural influences on postpartum depression and anxiety. In my counselling practice, I work primarily with parents having a tough time with their perinatal mood (including those dealing with reproductive loss and trauma), and this book contains much of what I have learned from these years of research and practise.
I hope this book challenges you, encourages you, and resonates with parts of your experience. I also hope you add to the concepts and ideas where I have left gaps or oversights. What I really want is for all of us to talk openly about perinatal mood and parental mental health and focus on how to get support to every parent out there. My goal is for no parents to fall through the cracks and suffer alone.