A Special Pre-Chanukah Message From Yad Rachel
As Chanukah approaches, we want to take a moment to acknowledge the unique challenges that this season can bring, especially for mothers navigating the complexities of PMADs. We understand that the emotions around Yom Tov can be triggering, as family gatherings and heightened expectations can intensify feelings of anxiety or sadness.
A Restless Rest
Yaffa didn’t think her third pregnancy would be different from her two previous uncomplicated, full-term pregnancies. But at her 20-week ultrasound, the technician furrowed his brows at the screen: Yaffa had excess amniotic fluid, a risk for preterm labor. Immediately flagged as high-risk, Yaffa began seeing her obstetrician twice a week. Her OB sent the expectant mother for more extensive testing and blood work; everything turned up negative.
I’m a Mother Just Like You
I’m a mother, just like you. Running, coaxing, soothing, organizing. Cleaning, driving, washing, buying. Managing a home.
I Wish I Had Known
My two daughters are three years apart, and they have different mothers. I gave birth to both of them, both births went smoothly, and both girls are perfectly healthy. I had every reason to be happy. That’s why I was so unprepared for what came next.
Dear Husband, I Never Thanked You…
Two and a half years ago our baby girl was born. Can you believe it? She is walking around sassing everyone and telling her big brother what he can and cannot do. The day she was born I remember the look in your eyes; it was the one I had spent all those months hoping for. I knew in that moment that I was no longer the only woman to hold a piece of your heart, and for the rest of our lives I would have to share you with that perfect brown-eyed girl.
Panic Attacks and PTSD: What You Can Learn From My Experience
I’ll never forget what the first one felt like. I couldn’t breathe, the room was spinning, my hands were numb, my stomach felt like it might burst open, and I was convinced I was dying. Lying on the bathroom floor, I yelled to my husband in the middle of the night, hoping not to wake my two sleeping children. He ran in, and I told him to call 911. I was convinced that something horrible was happening in my body and that I needed immediate medical attention.
