The early days are so very hard, I was 46 when my two arrived and I had all of those what the hell have I done, my life is over, why did I think this was a good idea thoughts. Again my two going to school just about kept me sane, so did therapy and medication.
This is a massive adjustment to make, you’re used to doing your own thing and possibly had thoughts that motherhood might never happen. I remember crying on the phone to my husband because I couldn’t figure out how to turn the tv on, and having a complete meltdown because I needed to change my plans when childcare fell through. And some parts of parenthood are about drudgery, routine and never ending jobs to do.
Itll be good to see friends, do try to get some time away from LO as well - you’ll be a better mum if you’re able to remind yourself who you are.
I did tell my SW how I was feeling, she was super supportive and we had a good relationship - having someone supportive to hear how hard it was did help and I know she didn’t think less of me.
It does get better, you will bond, you’ll build a relationship with this little interloper and wonder what you were ever stressed about. And at that stage you’ll be cheering on other new mums through their early placement - it’s the circle of (adoption) life 