Here is something that I know:
You will be okay. You will get through this.
I hope that this weekend, in the midst of life and maybe your struggle with postpartum depression and/or anxiety, that you have a moment of rest. A moment of peace and calm– that you have a moment where you find the strength from the Lord to carry on despite what is happening in and to you. I hope that you feel loved and cherished and appreciated while you’re feeding, changing, and taking care of your baby. I hope that someone holds your hand when you need it or gives you a hug when you feel alone. I wish that I could do these things for you– to be there for you. You are not alone no matter how isolated you feel. My love and my prayers are with you. Remember to cling to the hope of salvation– the everlasting love of Jesus. He will cradle your head when you’re weary and embrace you when you can’t stand.
But you, O Lord, are a God of compassion and mercy, slow to get angry and filled with unfailing love and faithfulness.