I know IABU and I hate myself for thinking this way. I have a beautiful 6 week old DS and a 4yo. I have PND and am on the waiting list for support.
I had 2 hours (broken) sleep last night. DS has screamed all morning. DH is lovely and supportive but is out of the house at work from 7am until 7pm/8pm five days a week. I spend all day on my own with the baby and only really leave the house to do the school run for older DC. Our evenings are spent taking it in turns to pace around with or rock DS while he screams. I feel as though there is no enjoyment in my life and nothing to look forward to.
I love my children. I really do. They were both very much planned and wanted. But right now I want to get in my car, drive as far away as possible and never come back. I won't, obviously. But I want to.
We had planned for me to have 9months off work but I am now seriously considering going back when DS is 3 months old just to get a break from the relentless screaming, feeding, changing, winding cycle and because I am desperate to feel like myself again. Work is stressful and demanding but at least I know who I am at work. I don't recognise this new person who sits glued to the sofa all day and gets anxious to the point of tears about something as trivial as a trip to the supermarket. But then what if I can't cope at work and it makes things worse?
Thank you for reading. I don't really know what I'm looking for from posting this. I just want it to stop.