After I had my daughter (now 2), I was lucky enough not to suffer from PND, and to really enjoy her and feel truly happy. Our baby was pretty easy too, all things considered. BUT physically I was a huge mess- anaemic, spaced out, knackered to the point of hallucinating. And mentally/emotionally I found it all a massive headfuck. Amazing but a headfuck. The upshot of this was that I barely did anything but look after the baby for a good few months, went to bed at 8pm most nights, and me and my partner didn't go out for months. I was happy but found it all very... intense.
I was the first of my friends to have a baby, so as far as I was concerned, that was normal. Since then, though, a few friends have had babies, and I've been amazed at a) how good they look b) how calm they are c) how much they manage to do, with a newborn. One friend had a c-section three weeks ago and was out with friends on Friday night looking fantastic (I thought the pics on Facebook must have been taken when they were 19!), enjoying herself etc. Yes she went home at 10.30pm, but still. The next day we visited and she and her partner were the model of serenity. She said that she had a 'rough patch'about 3-4 days in but since then, things have got so much easier. Whereas I felt I'd been hit by a truck for several weeks! They were really touched that we'd brough them lunch and some food for the freezer, but seemed a little bemused, as if they weren't quite sure what we had brought it for. Whereas for us, when people brought food round, we practically snogged them.
Another friend is a freelance arty type and has been managing to do lots of great creative work since her baby was about two months old. She looks slim and fabulous and is always out and about.
I really want to feel happy for them, and of course I'm encouraging and positive out loud. But inside I feel quite jealous and, well, not that happy for them to be perfectly honest. It's like I want them to find it all totally overwhelming too, so I know that I was normal. If one of them texts and says she is finding it all quite hard going, a part of me feels relieved.
Not very warm-spirited, eh? And a bit unreasonable.