The journey of motherhood is tough. Believe me it’s harder than you think but truth is, most mums will never complain about this; because at the end of the day – a child will always remain as a blessing.
As the world celebrated Mother’s Day on Sunday, a few of our local celebrities i.e Papa Shirandula’s actress Nyaminde popularly known as Wilbroda opened up about her journey into mother leaving many quite shocked.
Wilbroda’s experience as a first time mum
According to Nyaminde, she was blessed with her first child in 2010; a handsome baby boy who was delivered through a C Section surgery and no complications.
As expected the new mum was really excited to have a healthy baby boy; but little did she know the nightmares awaiting for her.
On the 16th of July, 2010, I became a mother to a beautiful baby boy. It was birth by C section and my friends were there with me from the moment i got into theatre up until when the surgery was done. Thankyou @victorgatonye Thank you @king_lambourghini
4 days later, I was home, excited about this new chapter of my life.
How she unknowingly battled Postpartum depression
Just like most mums, Ms Nyaminde ended up with postpartum depression which comes to new mums; but unfortunately she was not aware the whole time.
From the post, the mother of one says the postpartum depression slowly graduated from feeling sad during the evenings; to crying and just like that depression took over.
But then almost immediately, I started having feelings that I did not understand. I was extremely sad…There was this hollowness that would show up, especially in the evenings. I’d experience such anxiety and just start crying. I didn’t understand it, I’d never heard of it. It just didn’t feel right.I mean I was supposed to be happy .
Of course the postpartum depression also comes with mum guilt that left Wilbroda wondering why she wasn’t happy with her newborn; but hey – through it all she managed to remain sane. Sharing her experience, the actress went on to write;
I had just been blessed with the most precious gift. I hated that feeling. I hated evenings. I told nobody about it. It just slowly slipped away…Only later did I get to know that what I went through was called Postpartum Depression.
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