The Pregonaut

A non-breeder's journey into the unknown

Can you avoid the baby blues? July 8, 2011

Dainty Hands!

We’re at about 18 months since a certain someone joined our lives. And like all new parents we have our up and down moments, luckily for us, most of them are up (I think at least.) But the reality of parenthood is, it’s hard sometimes. Hormones happen, life happens. So what can a person do to help fight that off?

Let me start by saying, well before I ever got pregnant, I could go from happy go-lucky to depressed in less than a few seconds. I’ve had my struggles with depression and it can be a scary, tough, dark thing. Knowing that my mother struggled with it, I was very scared of post-partum depression. I had chosen to have a child because of the joy I thought it could bring; I didn’t want that joy sullied by depression. I didn’t want to see myself with my child wishing I wasn’t or wishing I was somewhere else, or just not caring one way or another. From the very moment I found out I was pregnant, the fear of depression lurked just over my shoulder in the peripherals of my mind.

Just a month or so before having my daughter we took a “birth” class at a local organization that promoted natural births, midwives and doulas. It was for the most part a completely useless class full of medical fear mongering while failing to prepare me what-so-ever with the tools I actually needed to make it through a natural birth. Maybe a few less hours of watching a video of a woman acting as her own midwife while water birthing her baby in a see-through tub and a little more time spent teaching me how to meditate and focus and breath through pain would have kept me away from the epidural when the time came. But what the class did do for me was plant a disgusting seed that, the way they presented it, revolted me so completely it wouldn’t leave my brain and thus ended up becoming something that I swear by to this day.

You see, that class was the day I found out about eating the placenta to stave off post-partum depression.

Yes, I did say it was a disgusting idea no? The way they talked about it, when my husband and I left the class, we were so repulsed we could barely eat. Who would do that crazy thing? Yes, they had mentioned encapsulation but what we mainly heard was eating your placenta. UGH! We’re not animals! And what’s more, we are vegetarians. That just seems to go against every last thing I’m about. Except, I was terrified of post-partum depression and I hate medicine and wanted to breastfeed and am a big fan of homeopathic solutions and the fact was, if I did need anti-depressants, I wouldn’t be able to breastfeed and… wait, I wasn’t actually contemplating that crazy idea?

In truth, no. I was dead set against it, I mean dead repulsed by it. But then I saw the post on and thought, wait, maybe this isn’t such a bad idea after all. I started to read more about it still I was pretty grossed out, but it wasn’t long before I realized that this… THIS is what I needed to do to try and prevent the dreaded baby blues. I found the website which led me to finding a certified encapsulation specialist. Funny enough, who happened to be a doula through the organization that did nothing for my education of birth, (she wasn’t that classes instructor either) but hey, she did a fantastic job caring for me afterwards and in fact, I can say if I did get pregnant again (don’t bet on it one way or another) I’d seriously consider hiring her as my doula as well.

I don’t need to reiterate what HunnyDu said in her post. You can read that. But I do need to tell you about how it has helped me fight off the blues. The fact is, I’ve barely had them. I followed their dosing instructions to the T and I think during the entire time I was taking them regularly, I didn’t have a single day of sadness. After I finished regular doses, for the most part I haven’t had any depression either, but there are days, and THIS is why encapsulating my placenta was the smartest move I made in all of what comes from baby making. Whenever I notice that I’m blue, or have been angry for longer than I should be; whenever I start to feel I’m not my normal self, I go and take one or two of these pills and guaranteed, within an hour or so, it’s gone. I’m back to my self, enjoying my daughter and my husband and life and it has on occasion had the sense that the color was poured back into my world.

You can eat your placenta, plenty of people make it up like lasagna or something like that. I couldn’t have done it but not just for the ick factor, the real bonus to encapsulation is that the benefits are almost lifelong. As long as I have the pills I can take them when having a bout. My daughter can take them if she has a bout. When I hit menopause I have these to help me balance my body and mind. I have in my freezer a tool for a better life all because I chose to encapsulate my placenta.

I’ve thought long and hard about how to share this with readers, plenty of people will judge, and frankly that’s fine, I did. But I really think doing this has saved my life and started my relationship out with my daughter on the right foot. As such, I need to tell people I need future moms to understand that while it can’t guarantee you won’t get the baby blues, post-partum depression whatever you want to call it; it does provide you the single best weapon to fight against it. And when you look at the cost of it verses buying a fancy crib or bedding or outfits or baby gadget, that is so much more worth the $300 bucks or so I paid to have it done. And I hope you think so too.

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2 Responses to “Can you avoid the baby blues?”

  1. Kayleigh Says:

    Hi there…I don’t usually leave random replies on people’s blogs. I found you blog through a series of internet rabbit holes that started with a google search of “Steampunk wedding.” And I’m not even planning a wedding or anything.
    Now, I have never met you, but let me tell you, in this post of yours you voiced one of my deepest, darkest fears and the reason why I object so vehemently to the child-bearing thing. You even use words I use (family piles out of a minivan at the mall…”breeders…ugh”). But all my life I have struggled with mood issues and depression, and my mom did, and so did her mom. I hit puberty and all those hormones sent me down a deep, dark hole that took many years to crawl out of.
    I have heard of people eating their placenta. I thought it was THE most disgusting thing I have ever, ever, ever heard. But I am in a relationship now, and things are entering my brain that I never thought I’d even kick around. I have a feeling the idea of venturing into the breeder’s territory is eventually going to come up. But god, I thought, what if I go through postpartum? I’ve been through the “medicine” world. I was on all of it at some point, I swear. And I won’t go back there again.
    Your experience has provided, well, a small light in the dark to me, if you will. That there may be a way to not drown in my own brain again, without chemical life support, if I decide to have a child. I never knew you could encapsulate your placenta, and the idea of it is so gross, but reading the way you talked about it, it was like you were reading my mind. I would do absolutely anything to prevent postpartum depression.
    So thank you, Pregonaut. You sound just like me and now I am slightly less terrified about going through child bearing and motherhood. Now I no longer feel like I can’t even entertain the idea of motherhood for fear of what I will do to myself and what I will put my loved ones through after. Rereading this I realize this post is a little on the creepy side but I can’t stop myself. I want you, random person who is a lot like me from what I can tell, that you have let a little light into a very dark room for me. Thank you.

    • anditron Says:

      Wow, Kayleigh, thanks for the incredible response to this post. There are a lot of emotions when you start thinking that you might even want to consider crossing that breeding line. (whew) Most likely there are a lot of others who have thought them as well. It’s so nice to find others who come from where you do. I’m not glad to hear you do, but I am, if that makes sense.

      As for post-partum, I know so many women who have told me how afraid they are of it. And the more I’ve heard it said, the more I thought, I really need to write this post. I can’t promise you that it will keep you from being depressed, but I do believe that it’s worth trying for how it might help.

      I wish I had more time to write here I have a list of posts in my queue. It’s just tough to get a chance when you’re a working mom, but hopefully you’ll keep coming back for some laughs and relatable stories whether you choose to have a kid or not. And thanks for letting me know you get what I’m talking about.


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