I didn't bond with my eldest for ages. She was a text book 'high needs' baby/toddler and I resented that I had to spend all my time just trying to stop her melting down.
My husband was much more patient and she was (still is) a daddy's girl which I also resented at the time. I breastfed her until 17 months as she refused to take a bottle and had a dairy allergy. I hated it, felt trapped but couldn't see another way of ensuring she had enough calcium. HV and dieticians were useless.
She didn't sleep. At all. It took it's toll on my body, my marriage and my mental health. I didn't ask for help because how do you admit you wish you'd never had your child? Finally I cracked and went to the gp for antidepressants. Looking back now I wish I'd asked more friends and family for help. For me there was no magic solution, the only thing that helped was time.
This will pass. Be kind to yourself, be kind to your husband. Talk. Ask for help in whatever form you need that to be.
Things change, For me stopping breastfeeding (finally) and going back to work was the best thing in the world and gave me some headspace.
DD started sleeping longer at night. She started communicating more and her frustration lessened. (Although a 3 year old saying 'i hate you' broke my heart). I started carving time out for myself. I felt selfish and guilty because her dad still had a better relationship with her than I did. However, It was still the best thing I ever did. It meant that when I spent time with her I could enjoy it more, be more present.
Things started to improve she's 7 now and a gorgeous, funny, charming, stubborn and sensitive little girl who still hates hugging me and wants her dad to put her to bed, but she leaves me 'I love you mummy' notes and im the one she comes to if she's ill or hurt. I now appreciate she's got an amazing bond with her dad.
This is so long, sorry! I just wanted to let you know you aren't alone. Please ask for help and be kind to yourself. It will pass. Hang in there. X