I firmly believe I'm responsible for my own path in life but I'm at the point where I can't see the wood for the trees any more.
I'm a SAHM with a 2.3y DD and 10m DS and know I should be so grateful but every day is so hard. I want to turn it around myself but it seems so overwhelming and obstacles seem to crop up at every attempt.
I have no friends or family to get advice from and DH just says to rest but nothing gets done if I do. AIBU to ask what you suggest I tackle first?
I have no idea how to manage the pain of blocked ducts since I stopped BFing 10 days ago. I can't get any reply from any of the local and national helplines (or the MN topic).I can't hold my children so struggling to get the baby to nap 
I feel absolutely shit still after picking up V&D nearly two weeks ago, like I'm floating or constantly drunk.
Do I sort out DSs napping? If I get him to sleep in the pushchair at home DD screams so loudly orpokes him that he wakes up in a foul mood (understandably) and won't go back to sleep. I can't put him in his cot during the day as I have to keep an eye on DD as she destroys things in seconds ifjust pop upstairs.
Do I sort DDs behaviour, I've asked the HV for advice and her two year check but they don't get back to me. I'm sick of chasing. I told them I'm not coping and need some input but nothing. I get so angry with DD when she's really not bad but she does need constant supervision (rough with DS, constantly pushing boundaries, runs off when we're out etc). Because of this I can't get any household stuff done in the day so have tI do it all once they've gone to bed so not getting much sleep.
Should I try and sort out my mental health, it's been crap since I was about 14. I've had CBT for PND and birth trauma with DD but can't seem to find any "me time" to go through all my paperwork again. I've just had to go cold turkey from my Paroxetine as the GP receptionist would allow my normal two minute telephone appointment with the GP to re-prescribe (it's not on repeat and I was only given four weeks worth at a time) so I ran out of tablets. I'm actually really fucking fuming about this but don't know whether to make a fuss as if all the other things in my life were sorted I would be in this God awful sleep deprived depressive state.
I'm 35, supposedly a grown up, how the fuck do I get on top of things. I feel like sobbing for my mum and I don't even like her 
Has anyone else been in a similar situation and able to get themselves back on an even keel?
Also AIBU to want to punch the next person who tells me it only gets harder and to be ridiculously jealous of people who have family who are willing to help 