Is it just me who considers the newborn baby stage as a test of endurance rather than a fuzzy, hearts and flowers pleasure time?
I adore my children. I have no PND or related issues. However I cannot relate to the stories I hear of newborn bliss!
My first was a terrible silent refluxer so I always put it down to that. She was a genuinely difficult, very high needs baby. I also had an awful birth to recover from. My second is very different, no issues just a 'normal' newborn (she's 7 weeks) and I had a lovely birth this time. I still feel like it's just utterly relentless. My eldest is 2.5 now and truly is a dream of a toddler. I find myself almost wishing the first few months away until my lovely newborn is older. Although on the positive side I do feel so excited for the times when we have two older children.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not unhappy and I am aware of how lucky I am to have two healthy children. I'm just generally musing really. I know it gets easier. But I hear other people talking about loving this early stage and I just think 'how?!'
DH asked if I thought we'd want a third child one day. We both laughed and said not a chance would we want to do this bit again!