Announcing the #howsmama Giveaway Winner!

Good morning!  It’s been 3 weeks since the #howsmama giveaway launched, and I’m SO EXCITED to announce the winner!  On June 1st, I asked mamas to share a #howsmama selfie, in hopes to raise awareness and reduce the stigma associated with postpartum depression.  Mamas were also invited to share their own story.  I’m a strong believer that the more we talk about PPD, the less ashamed moms will feel about their own experiences.  

The response I received was overwhelming.  I can’t thank you all enough for your support in this endeavor that I’m so passionate about.  Seeing each of your photos and reading your stories, not only puts a tear in my eye, but also makes my heart smile.  So THANK YOU!  THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

Without further ado, our winner is my friend Jessica from Organic Meal Mechanic.  Congratulations, mama!#howsmama giveaway winner: Organic Meal Mechanic

Jessica has won: 

#howsmama giveaway | Theo Chocolate | Aqua Kiwi jewelry | Ava Hope Designs | Sass+Bo Mama Cuff | Girl Be Brave | Pink Blush | postpartum depression | Brianna Rose Photography | Also Known As Mama
Photo credit: Brianna Rose Photography

A HUGE thank you to the amazing sponsors that made this giveaway possible!

Not only did Jessica share her #howsmama selfie, but she was brave enough to also share her story.  Thank you, Jessica, for your transparency – I hope there is a new mom that will read your story, recognize the same symptoms in herself, and (most importantly) seek help.

After I had my first baby I remember crying a lot. About everything and anything, and I’m not a crier. At all. It started with leaving the hospital, I couldn’t even speak as the nurse wheeled me out to my husband waiting in the car. How was I ever going to survive at home? My chest felt tight at the thought of never seeing these nurses again. We had something special. We had been through so much together these last few days (no my case wasn’t all that unique, no i didn’t realize at the time that they have this experience many times a week!). And then on the way home from the hospital, I cried as my tiny newborn squished her eyes shut upon seeing the sun for the first time and promptly slept for the entire car ride. She was missing it! Her first outing in the real world and she wasn’t seeing anything! I was overcome with sadness and guilt that she could never get these minutes back. The next few weeks went by in similar fashion, I tried my best to hide my tears as every new experience found a way to break my heart.

Laying on the couch during a late spring thunderstorm, terrified at the idea that a tree would fall on our house and injure the baby. My mom would drive me around to get me out of the house when I couldn’t drive following my c-section and I would just stare out the car window with major anxiety and tears silently streaming down my cheeks. I can’t even remember why.

The shower was the one place I realized I could let it all out. With the hot water already pouring over my head, I could add in as many of my tears as I wanted without the chance of anyone knowing the truth. Quickly the shower breakdowns grew to a point I couldn’t stop them if I tried and despite my attempt to block out what now was full blown wailing with a vent fan, after a few weeks my husband finally stepped into the bathroom to confront me mid-shower. I froze up and tried to play it off but I instantly felt better that I knew he knew.

He told me he was worried about me and he had been doing some research online. He believed I had something called ‘the baby blues’ we talked about it more and it all made sense. All of the shifting hormones are bound to affect your mood. He said it shouldn’t last much longer but if it did we needed to talk to my doctor.

Shortly after that I realized the crying had all but stopped. I don’t know if it was just time or actually knowing I had support that helped get me out of the hole I was in. Probably both. Unfortunately if someone asked me at that time how I was doing, I would have faked being fine and lied to cover up the truth. I think what you are doing is so important and anything to reduce the stigma around mental health in general and ppd specifically is very valuable. Maybe if I would have seen how many women are really affected I would have considered it as a possibility and gotten help even sooner! Thank you.”

Just because the giveaway is over, doesn’t mean #howsmama is over.  Continue to share your selfies and stories with the world, mamas!  Together, we can make a difference!  No mother should suffer from PPD alone.

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