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Carys Bray grew up with the certainty that her God-ordained destiny was to become a mother. So when she was beset by the all-too-familiar doubts of so many new parents in those sleep-deprived early years, they felt tantamount to sins.
She grew up in a family that was "very, very obedient. Obedience is the first rule of heaven; whatever the prophet said, we tried to do it." When it came to women, the prophet was quite clear. Stay at home and be the best wife and mother you can.
As an adolescent, Carys's perceived destiny chafed with her nascent ambition. "I had all these ideas; I thought I'd like to work in a university because I loved school." But unlike some adolescents who throw off the religion they are born to, she stayed with it. When she turned 18, however: "It was like I'd been reset to 'default' mode or something. All that stuff about marriage came to the forefront of my mind. If I left it too long, if I said I wasn't getting married until I was a bit older, there might not be anyone left."
Marriage to Neil, a fellow Mormon won out over any other putative goals, and motherhood soon followed. Mormon women are encouraged to have as many children as they feel able to. "I was pregnant by my 21st birthday," says Carys. "I did feel a sense of, 'I'm 21 and pregnant; that's not really what I had planned.' But it seemed wrong to put off having children."
Life was tough. "We were quite isolated, and had really no money because Neil was a student." To make ends meet, Carys took on a part-time job, but that brought its own problems. "I decided to work nights so I wouldn't be away from my children during the day. I felt guilty about working and was so exhausted I was physically sick."
Carys was soon pregnant again, but her second baby, Libby, died just days after birth from an undiagnosed genetic condition. Here, too, her instincts were at odds with Mormon teachings, which state that you are, in essence, reunited with the deceased on your own death. "People would say, 'Oh, but you'll get the chance to bring her up [in the celestial kingdom].'" Some people might have found this comforting, says Carys, but it didn't help her.
Depression set in after the birth of her third son. "I was miserable for a long time. Then he was a really challenging toddler, and I thought, 'It must be my own fault for being miserable.'" Seeking help felt impossible as Mormons are required to be "very cheerful and happy and a good example to non-Mormons".
Read the rest here:
Why I rejected life as a Mormon mother | Life and style | The Guardian