No one tells you about the anxiety that comes with motherhood

No one tells you about the anxiety that comes with motherhood | #mymommingstory | momming is hard

This is a #MyMommingStory Guest Post by Hannah of Hip Mommy Hood where she writes about Hip Dysplasia and her motherhood moments.


My whole life I dreamt of being a mom. It's literally all I've ever wanted to do in life. I prayed for a sweet baby that I could love and play with and raise with my amazing husband.

Willow came into the world after a long hard labor. I was beyond exhausted and when she finally arrived I hadn't slept in over 48 hours. The first night we brought Willow home from the hospital she cried for 7 hours straight. She cried, and cried, and cried and nothing Tyler or I did would stop her. I could feel myself slipping into crazy town. I was sobbing, Willow was crying, and my husband was doing his best to keep us calm. Finally she fell asleep from exhaustion.

The next few weeks felt about that crazy. I was so exhausted, but too anxious to sleep. I was so worried about Willow all the freaking time. Every night around 5pm I would start sobbing uncontrollably out of the blue. It was like clock work. I wanted people to come over and meet our new baby. I wanted to show her off, but I couldn't control my emotions. Every night was filled with anxiety. I would lay down in bed and sob. My husband would wrap his arms around me and hold me, trying to tell me everything was going to be ok. Nothing seemed to helped.

Day by day things started to feel a little easier. Being an extreme extravert and a mom don't go well together. I was used to being around people all the time and instead I had to put a baby's needs first before my own. I couldn't go out, I had to feed my baby, who ate every 2 hours for the first 8 weeks of her life. I began to realize the sacrifice that is required to be a mom. It was such a beautifully, painful transition into motherhood. I am so blessed to be able to be a mom to such a sweet, joyful, baby girl. This past year has been the hardest year of my life. I have wrestled with God through it all and have learned so much.

"For I will pour out water to quench your thirst and to irrigate your parched fields. And I will pour out my spirit on your descendants, and my blessing on your children. They will THRIVE like watered grass, like willows on a riverbank." -Isaiah 44:3-4"

Sarah Knox

Minnesota