A few months before my first shunt revision when my baby was only a few months old I remember saying “I don’t like my baby and I don't think he likes me either” Crazy, right? Those headaches had me trippin'. But honestly even after the revisions, something still wasn’t quite right. I STILL WASN’T QUITE RIGHT. I would have these crying spells and be completely overwhelmed with caring for him; mentally, emotionally, and especially physically. And yet, I pressed. I was determined to press beyond the pain as I always somehow have been able to do. But this thang wasn’t moving. 

I never experienced any of this with the other kids. I reached out to a few other fairly new moms about what I was going through and the common thing that came up was postpartum depression, anxiety, and rage. I sought out a new therapist/counselor, one that I felt could relate my new norm. I also have an upcoming appointment with my primary doctor to discuss my concerns and if medicine is the solution, then so be it.  

There is not one situation that God does not/is not/cannot/ will not/did not overcome and we have instructions on how to do the same, even if it's with the help of medical professionals and medication. Use ALL of the sources AND resources that God left at our disposal.