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Mother the Mother

Postpartum Mental Health, the Lost Village, and the Hidden Cost of Modern Motherhood

Why the modern mother may not be failing and why we need to rethink what it means to care for women after birth

By Lovetti Lafua

Nurse • Midwife • Biologist • Maternal Health Advocate • Human Optimization Researcher

There is a conversation about motherhood we desperately need to have.

It is not simply about postpartum depression. It is about postpartum isolation. It is about maternal exhaustion the psychological burden of caring for another human being while still recovering from pregnancy and birth. It is about the invisible labor that begins the moment the visible labor of childbirth ends.

And, perhaps most dangerously, it is about the idea that a good mother should be able to do all of this alone.

We have become remarkably comfortable asking, “Is the baby healthy?”

How often do we ask, “Who is caring for the mother?”

The Epidemic Behind the Epidemic

Perinatal mood and anxiety disorders are among the most significant mental health challenges associated with pregnancy and early motherhood. Research places the prevalence of perinatal depression somewhere between 10 and 29 percent, depending on population, methodology, and setting.

Behind every one of those percentage points is a woman.

A woman sitting on the edge of her bed at 3 a.m. A woman breastfeeding while crying. A woman staring at a sink full of dishes, wondering why she can’t simply “get herself together.” A woman who loves her baby profoundly but feels herself disappearing. A woman surrounded by people who has no one she can truly ask for help.

Sometimes, a woman who never tells anyone not because she doesn’t need help, but because she has learned that motherhood is supposed to look effortless.

Perhaps the Problem Isn’t the Mother

For decades, postpartum mental health has been examined mainly through biological and psychological frameworks: hormonal shifts, genetic vulnerability, prior depression or anxiety, birth trauma, sleep disruption, relationship strain, socioeconomic pressure. These factors matter enormously.

But there’s another question worth asking: what happens when a species that evolved to raise children collectively suddenly asks one woman to do almost everything herself?

This is where the emerging evolutionary and anthropological literature gets interesting. A 2024 paper in Evolution, Medicine, and Public Health (Oxford University Press) examines the possibility that contemporary motherhood represents an evolutionary mismatch, pointing to three features of modern motherhood in particular:

  • closer spacing between births;
  • reduced allomaternal support (childcare from people other than the mother); and
  • less opportunity for women to gain childcare experience before becoming mothers themselves.

Drawing on evidence from small scale societies where kin and community play a substantial role in raising children, the authors argue that the erosion of these support networks in post-industrial societies may raise caregiving burdens and contribute to perinatal mood and anxiety disorders.

This doesn’t mean social isolation is the only cause of postpartum depression it’s a complex condition with many contributing factors. But it does mean the social environment a woman mothers in may matter far more than we’ve traditionally acknowledged.

The Village Was Not a Luxury

For most of human history, childcare was embedded in relationships. Grandmothers, aunties, sisters, older children, neighbors, friends. Care was distributed. Knowledge was distributed. Responsibility was distributed.

A mother could breastfeed while another woman prepared food. She could rest while someone else held the infant. An experienced woman could teach a new mother how to position her baby. Someone would notice she hadn’t eaten. Someone would notice she’d gone quiet. Someone would simply sit beside her.

The mother remained the mother. But motherhood was never carried by her alone.

Then Modernity Changed the Architecture of Motherhood

Industrialization, urbanization, migration, and the rise of the nuclear household have transformed family life. For many women today, the grandmother lives in another city, or another country. The sister has her own children to raise. The aunt is at work. The partner has gone back to the office. The neighbors barely know one another.

And the new mother comes home from the hospital with a tiny human who needs almost continuous care. She’s expected to recover. She’s expected to feed. She’s expected to bond. She’s expected to “sleep when the baby sleeps” a phrase that sounds almost like a joke to a mother juggling other children, laundry, appointments, and a household.

And then she’s expected to smile.

“You’re so lucky.” “Enjoy every moment.” “You’ve got this.”

But what if she doesn’t? What if she’s exhausted, frightened, lonely what if she just needs someone to carry the baby for an hour? What if she needs someone to carry her?

I Know Something About This Personally

I was raised in a community where women carried women. Birth wasn’t only a clinical event it was communal. Hands pressed gently into a laboring woman’s lower back. Aunties whispered prayers between contractions. Food cooked in the kitchen. Experienced mothers watched, and made sure the new mother ate, and held the baby, and told her, “Sleep. We’ve got you.”

When I had my first baby, I was held. My mother was there. My family surrounded me. There were loving arms ready to receive my child, and women around me who understood that when a baby is born, a mother is born too and the mother needs mothering.

Then life took a different direction, and I gave birth to my second, third, and fourth children alone. No mother beside me. No auntie. No circle of women. No experienced voice nearby telling me what I already knew professionally but desperately needed to hear personally: you are going to be okay.

My first birth alone happened at 3:12 a.m. in June. The house was silent; my labor was not. I was a midwife I understood the physiology, I knew the signs, I knew how to manage myself. But knowledge doesn’t remove the human need for companionship.

My second solo birth came one September afternoon at 4:40 p.m. a strong, healthy baby weighing over four kilograms. Once again, I found a strength I didn’t know I still had.

By my fourth child, I had learned to plan for what I couldn’t outsource. She arrived at 1:59 p.m. in August, one minute before two o’clock exactly as I’d quietly asked her not to come any later. Yes, I spoke to my womb. Yes, I calculated. Yes, I wanted some sense of control, because after years of physical and emotional demands, control becomes the language a woman uses to try to create safety for herself.

Every birth strengthened me. But motherhood taught me something my professional training never could: resilience without support can become survival. And survival is not the same as thriving.

If you don’t have a village to lean on the way I didn’t, walking into birth informed and prepared makes a real difference it’s part of why I created The Confident Birth Blueprint.

The Hidden Burnout of the Strong Woman

There’s a particular kind of woman society tends to overlook: the competent one. The nurse, the midwife, the doctor, the teacher, the woman with several children who keeps everything running. Everyone assumes she’s fine, because she keeps functioning cooking, cleaning, answering messages, getting the kids to school, feeding the baby, smiling, carrying on.

But inside, her nervous system may be screaming: I cannot do this anymore.

I remember sleepless nights, painful breast engorgement, physical exhaustion, tears no one witnessed, questions I carried silently. I remember leaving the house with dishes still piled in the sink, my body still aching from birth, because I still had to get my daughter to school and make sure she’d eaten.

There was no dramatic collapse. There was simply: function, endure, repeat.

That is how maternal burnout often looks. Not like a breakdown like a woman who has become extraordinarily good at surviving.

The Postpartum Brain Deserves Our Attention

There’s another reason we need to stop treating maternal distress as a matter of “coping better.” The maternal brain undergoes real, measurable adaptation during pregnancy and the postpartum period, and neuroscience is beginning to map it more precisely.

A 2025 systematic review and meta-analysis in Molecular Psychiatry, covering 45 studies of peripartum depression, found alterations in neural systems tied to cognitive control, salience, emotional regulation, and caregiving including differences in the amygdala, insula, and prefrontal regions. A separate 2025 resting-state fMRI meta-analysis found convergent functional abnormalities in similar regions, including the anterior cingulate cortex, insula, and precentral areas, among women with postpartum depression.

None of this means every exhausted mother has postpartum depression. What it does tell us is that maternal mental health isn’t simply about whether a woman is strong enough to cope. Brain, hormones, sleep, stress systems, relationships, environment, and caregiving demands all interact and a woman is never operating in isolation from either her biology or her social world.

Psychology Tells Us Something Equally Important

Human beings are relational organisms. We regulate ourselves partly through relationships: a calm voice can change the emotional temperature of a room, a reassuring touch can communicate safety, and practical help reduces the number of things a person has to hold at once.

Research on social support during the perinatal period backs this up inadequate support is consistently associated with higher risk of depression and anxiety in new mothers. That shouldn’t surprise anyone. Compare:

“You need to look after your baby.”

with

“You look after your baby. I’ll look after you.”

The second sentence changes everything, because now the mother isn’t carrying the entire system alone.

This Is Where Omugwo Speaks to Me

There’s a beautiful Nigerian tradition called Omugwo built around a concept modern maternity care would do well to remember: mother the mother.

Omugwo traditionally involves an experienced female relative often the mother or mother-in-law coming to support a new mother after childbirth: food, rest, practical help, baby care, teaching, companionship, protection. The details vary by family and community, but the underlying principle is constant a woman who has just given birth should not be left to figure everything out alone. She is cared for while she learns to care for her baby.

That is not weakness. It is wisdom.

Postpartum Care Should Be More Than a Checklist

We’ve become very good at monitoring certain physical outcomes: bleeding, blood pressure, wound healing, breastfeeding, infant weight, maternal recovery. But a postpartum woman is more than a set of clinical parameters. We should also be asking:

Who is helping her? Does she have somewhere to sleep? Is she eating? Does she feel emotionally safe, or isolated? Does she have someone she trusts? Does she feel overwhelmed, or afraid of thoughts she can’t explain? Has anyone actually sat down and asked how she is not as a formality, but because they genuinely want to know?

Postpartum care has to include the woman behind the mother.

We Must Stop Romanticizing Maternal Endurance

I am proud of my resilience. But I no longer glorify silent endurance.

There is a difference between resilience and being forced to cope because there’s no one else. Between choosing independence and being abandoned to responsibility. Between being capable and being unsupported. Between “I can do this” and being told “you should be able to do this alone.”

The first is empowerment. The second can become a burden.

Perhaps We Need to Redefine What a “Good Mother” Looks Like

Maybe a good mother isn’t the woman who never asks for help maybe she’s the woman who knows when she needs it. Maybe she isn’t the woman whose house is spotless maybe she’s the woman who managed to eat something today. Maybe she isn’t the woman who smiles constantly maybe she’s the woman who was allowed to cry without being judged. Maybe she isn’t the one who “bounced back” maybe she’s the one who was given enough time and support to heal.

And maybe the measure of a healthy society isn’t how well mothers cope with inadequate support. Maybe it’s how well we support them.

This Is Why I Do What I Do

My journey as a mother shaped my journey as a midwife. I know what it means to stand beside a woman during birth, and I know what it means to be the woman who has just given birth. I know what professional knowledge can provide and what it cannot replace.

It cannot replace your mother. It cannot replace your sister. It cannot replace a trusted woman sitting beside you at 3 a.m. It cannot wash the dishes, cook your meal, or hold your baby while you sleep.

Sometimes what a mother needs most isn’t another instruction. She needs another human being.

That’s why my work extends beyond the moment of birth toward community-centered maternity care, informed choice, respectful maternal healthcare, postpartum support, and the restoration of the village around women. I talk about Omugwo, about mothering the mother, because I believe there is wisdom in remembering what many communities already understood: the baby matters, but the mother matters too.

We Cannot Care for Babies by Forgetting the Women Who Carry Them

The science asks us to look beyond the individual mother. The anthropology asks us to consider her social environment. Psychology asks us to consider her relationships. Neuroscience asks us to consider what’s happening in her brain. And the lived experience of mothers tells us something simple: women need women.

Not exclusively fathers and partners matter too. But raising a human being was never designed to be an isolated project carried out behind closed doors. Community matters. Kin matters. Practical support matters. Emotional safety matters. Rest matters.

And the mother matters.

Mother the Mother

So the next time you meet a woman who has recently given birth, don’t only ask, “How is the baby?”

Ask, “How are you?” and wait for the real answer.

Bring her food. Hold the baby. Wash the dishes. Let her sleep. Sit with her. Listen without rushing to fix her. Tell her she is doing enough, and that she doesn’t have to prove her worth through exhaustion.

And if she says, “I’m struggling,” believe her.

Perhaps the most dangerous myth we’ve built around motherhood is the idea that a loving mother should be able to do it all alone. She shouldn’t. The baby needs the mother. The mother needs the village. And sometimes, the village needs to remember how to mother the mother.

That is not a luxury. That is care. That is community. That is maternal health.

And that is why I do the work I do.

Lovetti Lafua Nurse • Midwife • Biologist • Maternal Health Advocate • Human Optimization Researcher

If you’re preparing for birth and want to walk in feeling informed, supported, and grounded rather than anxious and alone, my guide, The Confident Birth Blueprint, was built to help you get there.


References

  1. Lewis, A. J., et al. (2024). “Lonely, stressed-out moms: Does the postindustrial social experience put women at risk for perinatal mood disorders?” Evolution, Medicine, and Public Health, Oxford University Press.
  2. Sobral, M., et al. (2025). “Neural correlates of peripartum depression: a systematic review, meta-analysis and comparison to major depressive disorder.” Molecular Psychiatry, 30, 5979–6006.
  3. Resting-state fMRI meta-analysis of postpartum depression-associated localized neural dysfunction (2025), PubMed Central.
  4. Systematic review of social support and perinatal mental health outcomes.

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