How I am preparing for postpartum this time

After my first baby, I struggled—but I didn’t have the words to describe what was happening to me. I knew I didn’t feel like myself, but I thought that was just part of new motherhood. It wasn’t until I was out of that fog that I realized I had experienced both postpartum anxiety and depression.

Now, as I prepare to welcome my second baby, I can see some of those familiar patterns creeping in again. Even during pregnancy, the combination of physical symptoms and hormonal changes has triggered intrusive thoughts that occasionally send me into spirals. But this time is different. Because this time, I know what I’m looking for—and I’m preparing for it.

Here’s what I’m doing differently this time around:

I’m working with a therapist

I found someone who specializes in pregnancy, postpartum, and identity shifts. I see her every two weeks for an hour and plan to continue that rhythm into postpartum. Having someone who understands this specific stage of life has already made a difference.

I’m taking control of my labs

Right now, it’s my iron levels. My labs have been consistently low since I had my first baby, and while I’ve been told it’s “normal,” I’ve learned that common isn’t the same as normal. Iron deficiency is linked to postpartum depression—something no one told me before. I’m actively working to increase my iron intake and absorption now in hopes of improving both my physical and emotional health later.

I’ve hired a house manager

This is a game changer. From meal prep to laundry to keeping the kitchen clean, she’s helping remove the daily noise so that my plate—and my husband’s—can be a little clearer during postpartum. I’m also exploring grocery delivery services to simplify things even more. These systems are getting put in place now so we’re not scrambling when baby arrives.

I’m preparing my toddler

My daughter and I are extremely close. But I know I’ll need to split my time soon, so I’m making space for her to bond more deeply with her dad. He’s been putting her to bed some nights (even though that’s always been my thing), and we’ve moved her into her new room ahead of time. I want her to feel grounded and loved by both of us when things shift.

I’m prioritizing my marriage in small ways

I’ve asked my husband to plan simple “date nights” with me—watching a show, eating dinner after our toddler goes to bed, sipping coffee before the chaos of the day. It’s easy to become roommates in the trenches of parenting, but this time we’re creating more intentional moments to connect. I don’t need a fancy night out. I need to feel seen, heard, and held—and I want him to feel that too.

What I’m doing again—because it worked:

Nutrition that fuels

High-protein meals, especially in the morning, will help me restore iron lost during birth. I’ll prioritize warm, whole foods (hello, nourishing crockpot recipes) over cold salads and smoothies—because research and ancient practices alike support the healing power of warmth.

And absolutely no calorie counting. My body just created and delivered life. It knows what it needs, and I will listen.

Hydration with intention

I’ll continue using electrolytes daily—not just water—to stay hydrated and support my energy levels, mood, and milk production.

Journaling as therapy

My journal was my safe space last time. I used it to brain dump, vent, celebrate little wins, and reflect. I’ll do the same again, giving myself a space to feel and process in the middle of the chaos.

Postpartum strength training

I found a postpartum trainer at four months into my last postpartum, and I’ve been working with her ever since. She understands pelvic floor recovery and the postpartum body, and I plan to keep seeing her after birth. The physical support is invaluable—but so is the mental empowerment.

Prioritizing sleep over “getting things done”

Laundry can wait. A dirty kitchen can wait. If my baby naps and I’m exhausted, I will sleep. Being rested helps me be the kind of parent and partner I want to be. Sleep is foundational, and I refuse to treat it like a luxury.

Loving the body I’m in

I won’t wait until I “lose the baby weight” to feel good about myself. I’ll clear out the clothes that no longer serve me and buy a few pieces that make me feel comfortable and confident right now—no matter the size. My body has done something miraculous, and it deserves gratitude, not punishment.