Helping a young woman with postnatal depression was terrifying,but it was all part of my job as a junior doctorDo you like the smell of a recent baby? That mix of fresh cotton, talc and baby wipes? I remember that smell now and rather than feel a lovely warm sense of “Aaaaah, or isn’t she cute”,I’m reminded of abject horror.
The final time I held a baby was several months ago at my perinatal psychiatry clinic. I was running the junior doctor slot for “non-complex cases”, so this meant around six mums-to-be or recent-mums suffering from mental health problems who needed specialist support.
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Source: theguardian.com