Just that, really. I feel like I'm failing my son.
I was diagnosed with PND recently, after having been feeling rubbish for the past seven months since my son was born. I look back and feel guilty for first couple of months where I was pretty much in bed on lots of medication, feeling empty and numb and just wanting to cry. I should have just manned up and dealt with it and been in mum mode.
Without this being a boast, because it's not, I earn a considerable amount more than my partner. He actually didn't move in with me until March, and was living at his parents. So this is a house I was renting on my own for months beforehand (I moved last November). I went back to work around eight weeks after having my baby, because I pay the rent and the bills. My partner does contribute around £100 - £300 a month, though. I'm fine with this.
I'm feeling so guilty because I feel like a workaholic and a bad mum. Because of the pressure on me, it's like I'm always working. A part of me even secretly likes this because my work has always been a huge part of my identity. It makes me feel like I'm still 'me'. But my partner has been off work due to his mental health for the past five weeks, and he will be for at least another two. This is something that I supported him in as I care so much about his wellbeing. I was the one who called the GP and talked to him about seeking help and told him I will always support him.
But because he has been off of work I have been working a lot more, while he has been doing most of the childcare. The nappy changes, the feeds, playing with him, the night feeds (which is so great).. and I'm just working. I feel so crap about it.
I love my baby to bits, but I know I'm not spending enough time with him. I am the one who cuddles him to sleep, sings to him, reads to him. Who takes him on days out, who clothes him, who gives him his toys. But since my partner has been home it's like my baby only has one parent.
Last night it hit home as I decided to stop working at 6pm and spent the evening just cuddled with my baby. I'm not doing enough. But there is so much pressure on me to keep a roof over our heads. If I don't work, we wouldn't survive by ourselves because I'm self-employed and work on a commission basis. I feel constantly secretly stressed about it. But as I have bipolar disorder, I've been a bit hypomanic, and have worked even harder.
I don't know. I feel quite disconnected and sometimes even fantasise about life before. And that's a horrible thing to say. I wish I was in full mum mode like new mums are supposed to be. I wish I could just not work and just be a mum 24/7. Because I don't feel like one.
I just feel so guilty and as I write this I'm near tears because it's something I haven't spoken about with anyone.
Thank you for listening...