I'm being unreasonable posting this here, I know. But the PND board is so quiet. I've name changed because I'm ashamed to even write any of this.
I have a 3 year old and a 3 month old, was diagnosed with PND about 6 weeks ago. Not on any medication as the few times I've been on anti depressants, the side effects have always outweighed the benefits. I'm on a waiting list for counselling. I just feel very overwhelmed right now and don't know how to cope.
Baby is a terrible sleeper, will sleep 2 hours when we first go to bed if I'm lucky and then is up every 20-30 minutes for no reason that I can find (he is formula fed and won't take a bottle until around 2am). I'm beyond struggling to adjust to life with a baby and older child. I let the baby cry a hell of a lot more than I ever let DS1 cry. I'm in floods of tears every night when he finally falls asleep and wakes up not even half an hour later. I feel like I have no bond with him even though he was a much planned second baby. He was in NICU for the first week and I didn't get to hold him until he was 3 days old, visiting him in NICU was like looking at someone else's baby.
He wont sleep in the evening unless its on me or his dad and I am so fed up of not being able to even get up and pee. When he cries I just feel like I don't know what to do with him, I can't seem to settle him. He cried for 2 hours solid the other morning and finally fell asleep In his swing ten minutes before I had to leave to take my older son to nursery. I'm going to be ripped apart for this and I'm ashamed to admit it but I went out to nursery and left baby asleep at home in his swing. He was thankfully fine and still asleep when I got back twenty minutes later but then the guilt set in and I bawled my eyes out realising just how shit of a mother I'm being to him. I also left in the middle of the night a few weeks ago, after waking DH up and giving him the baby, and sat at the train station until the morning with every intention of pissing off somewhere. But I couldn't leave without DS1, which makes me feel awful that I want him but not his baby brother.
Most of my problems are with DH atm though and I don't really know why because he is generally great. I'm really resenting DH because he sleeps through it all, if I wake him up he will happily help out but it feels pointless to wake him when I'm already up and won't be able to sleep through the noise. He gets up with the kids on his days off so I can sleep in but it's not enough. I fainted from pure exhaustion the other day.
I resent him because he gets to go out to work and talk to adults, I've been a SAHM since DS1 was born as we can't afford for me to work.
I resent him because he doesn't seem to realise how bloody miserable I am and tries to carry on as normal and I find myself cringing when he tries to make jokes or when he tries to initiate sex. I couldn't feel less sexy if I tried. I'm exhausted, I'm the heaviest I've ever been, my stomach is saggy and full of stretch marks and I've got a pouch from 2 EMCS that I can't seem to shift. We've had sex a handful of times since baby was born but I feel like I'm forcing myself to do it. He never pressures me and happily takes no for an answer, its me that's pressuring myself for some reason. I'm scared to tell him no in case he gets fed up and leaves (never given any indication that he would), but then in the same breath my mind is going crazy thinking about leaving him because he just irritates the shit out of me right now.
He's trying to support me but I feel like he doesn't really get how serious it is, I was practically on my knees begging him to take time off work the other week
This morning I've snapped at DH yet again as he went to work on a nice 7 hours of sleep whilst I was up most of the night and I've told him I'll be gone when he gets home. Something I've said to him a lot recently.
The only other help I have is from my mum but she isn't fit enough to look after a baby, but she does take DS1 overnight every now and again. As great as that is, it still leaves me with a screaming unsettled baby.
Not sure what I'm hoping for by posting this and I thank anyone that takes the time to read it. I'm just hoping someone else will have been where I am and can tell me it gets better, I think. I also know some will probably read this and judge me but you won't be thinking anything I don't already think of myself.