I had planned a quick trip to Kohl’s to pick up a few Christmas gifts. I made my way through the store with confidence. I faltered in the home goods section. All the picture frame choices overwhelmed. I struck up a conversation with a woman who was looking for a frame as well. We got to chatting about art and how tough it is to frame pieces of art.
We spent a few minutes chatting about the holidays and gift giving. One thing led to another, and she mentioned that she was a new grandma. Her daughter had given birth to a sweet baby girl three weeks prior. As is my nature, I immediately asked how the mama was doing. This mom hesitated for just a moment, and I saw that look of sadness. Then she proceeded to tell me that her daughter was struggling. I fumbled in my purse, and I pulled out my Postpartum Progress card along with my blog business card. I spent a ton of time educating the mom regarding all the resources available to her daughter and herself. I am so grateful that I was there to have that conversation in the middle of a busy store around the dinner hour. God had a hand in calling me to speak to that woman.
I gained a whole new perspective from how difficult it must have been for my mom to see me struggle. I cannot fathom how helpless she must have felt. She would try to gently suggest things, and I rebuffed those suggestions. I know the pain and isolation of depression, and I tried to convey that to this mom. I also spoke about my inability to make decisions or articulate my needs. I also spoke with her at length about involving her daughter’s husband. The spouse or partner is the one that is typically the best gauge of how the new mom is doing. I am praying that this holiday season finds this mom, daugther and granddaughter with a tiny bit of hope and the loving arms of our community of Warrior Moms.