The Secret Companion of Pregnancy After Loss: Postpartum Anxiety

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Birth trauma, you could call it that. My first daughter was stillborn at full-term in December of 2012. I went into labor and delivery that night expecting to soon meet my little girl only to be told by the doctor while sitting in front of a still and silent ultrasound that there was, “No heartbeat.”

Crushed, heartbroken, devastated, and numb, I fought for my life when I delivered her, because the infection that killed her, it could have taken my life too. I think it’s safe to say that birth trauma is what happened during the silent entrance of my daughter’s body into the world.

Seven months later I was pregnant again, terrified beyond what doctors and therapists would think was just normal grief. As my belly grew with my daughter inside, both of us getting closer and closer to her due date, I would panic almost daily. At night I would wake in up in sweats as nightmares of not being able to feel her move would haunt me. Then I would spend an hour at three in the morning making sure she would move, making sure she was alive, because there were days when my anxiety convinced me that she had died too. I would mentally prepare myself to go to yet another ultrasound appointment and once again hear those dreaded words, “I’m sorry. There is no heartbeat.”

While pregnant after the death of my first daughter, it was almost impossible to get through my job everyday. I was always worried that she might have stopped moving or that she died while I was engrossed in a work task. The fear engulfed me. I frequently needed to step out of meetings to splash water on my face and poke at my baby to count her kicks and make sure she was still there, still moving, still alive. I also took extra ‘sick’ days just to manage my anxiety, to try to relax at home and take it easy, which proved challenging.

Then on the days I would make it through work, I would come home in the evening and break into tears of fear as I lay sobbing on my bed. My husband held me as I cried, crying with me, and I would scream between my wails, “I can’t do this! I can’t do this anymore!”

Being pregnant again after a loss is like living inside your trauma, which, unfortunately, is your own body that you cannot escape from for nine months. It’s torture, trying not to let your fears and anxiety control you. However, now you know; you know all that can go wrong. You know you are not guaranteed this baby, just like you weren’t guaranteed the one who died

Some might think that once the baby arrives safe and healthy relief would settle in, and the anxiety and worry would disappear. However, this did not happen for me. The anxiety increased daily a few months after my living baby was born.

In the hospital, two days after she was born, I had a mental break down. I was obsessed with my health, afraid that if I breastfed her, I would somehow give her a new infection, and that my body would cause her to die too. Irrational fears like this one flooded me, and only proceeded to get worse when we went home. Yes, I was relieved and happy that my daughter was here, that I finally got to bring home a baby after 18 months of being pregnant. But the irrational thoughts kept creeping in. I would stay up late at night, unable to fall asleep because I was convinced the world was going to end due to the eruption of the super volcano in Yellowstone. I would seek reassurance from all my family members around this issue, and most of them looked at me like I was crazy.

In the days and weeks after my irrational thoughts had taken over, I visited the doctor and talked to my therapist about my postpartum anxiety. I learned that I was at a higher risk for postpartum mood and anxiety disorders because of the birth trauma from my first daughter’s stillbirth.

Slowly, over time with the help of my doctor and therapist, I learned that breastfeeding my baby would not kill her, as I thought it would. When done with breastfeeding, we discussed medication to address the anxiety, which ultimately was the right choice of treatment for me, along with continuing talk therapy that utilized dialectical behavioral therapy (DBT) and cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) techniques.

My daughter is now 11 months old. Each day that passes, I seem to have less and less anxiety. I’m still going to therapy, and I’m still taking medications, and thanks to these treatments I get to enjoy more moments with my daughter and use this second chance at motherhood as a time to heal. Even if anxiety continues to be my companion I now know how to keep her at bay.

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Lindsey Henke is the founder and editor of Pregnancy After Loss Support, writer, clinical social worker, wife, and most importantly a mother to two beautiful daughters. Tragically, her oldest daughter, Nora was stillborn after a healthy full-term pregnancy in December of 2012. Since then, she has turned to writing on her blog, Stillborn and Still Breathing, to soothe her sorrow and has found healing in giving voice to her grief. Lindsey is also a monthly contributor to Still Standing Magazine and was featured as Pregnancy and Newborn Magazine’s Knocked Up Blogger during her pregnancy with her second daughter, Zoe who was born healthy and alive in March of 2014.

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  1. Thank you for sharing your story. Other women really need to hear about situations like this. I have heard it from other women that I have interviewed and also experienced myself the delayed effects of Post Traumatic Stress. It can be really hard to understand what is going on, particularly when you feel like that awful time has passed and when we ‘should’ be happy. Sharing these stories really does help others understand what may be happening or have happened to them.

  2. Thank you for sharing your story. I recently had my “rainbow” baby and it has been a real struggle. I lost my twins at 22 weeks to preterm labor and my pregnancy following their death was almost unbearable. My baby is now 4 months old and I still struggle with anxiety. I hope that with time it will get better. I thought that once she was born, alive and healthy, my anxiety would instantly melt away. Unfortunately that has not been the case. I am glad to hear that I am not alone in feeling this way.

  3. Thank you for your article. I am in my second trimester with my daughter after loosing my first daughter, also named Norah, full term in July 2013.

  4. I am blown away by your honesty and courage while reading this. Thank you so much for sharing this with us so we may all help one another. I hope you continued success with your therapy and medication regime. <3

    • Thank you so much for this article. I just arrived home two weeks ago with a healthy baby boy. I lost my little little angel daughter at 18 weeks pregnant only to hear those words from my doctor “sorry there is no heart beat” I am struggling with the anxiety and tears nightly ever since delivering my rainbow baby two weeks ago. Reading this article and comments helped me realize I’m not alone as I thought i was.