The newborn phase is fucking tedious. I'm in it again, right now...I'm tired, I'm sore, I'm overly bitchy, I'm short tempered, I'm tired, the not being able to shower or attend to ypur personal hygiene when you want, I'm completely in love with baby, I'm over the endless nappy changes, the no adult conversations, the crying, the feeding, the sore nipples, the no sleep - like ever unless H does a bottle feed for me, but wait I'm combo feeding so have to do boob first. In the last 8 wks I have slept in blocks of 2 hrs or less, The fucking laundry basket which doesn't seem to have a bottom. The baby first baby smiles and holding your breadt, face, finger, the eye contact when feeding...makes it all worth it.
But wait for it...then there's the freaking 4's. And, the milestone of free fucking will. Hell on earth is when they're 3.5 to 5. It makes the terrible twos not so terrible at all. But, it doesn't last. And, did I mention the no sleep. My eldest didn't sleep through until they were 5!
HTH?