Recently had my 2nd baby, 8 weeks today, and my son is 2 in March (23 months). After the first 2 weeks of the lovely baby bubble, I started feeling like there was a fog in my head some days. My second cries a significant amount more than my first ever did, who was and still is an angel, whereas my second is definitely more challenging.
As the weeks have gone by and partner returned to work, I have wanted nothing more than to get into a routine with both children for them and my own sanity. This has had its challenges. I have become increasingly stressed about DC1 not being stimulated or played with enough. The plan was (when pregnant) that he would still go to my MIL for 2 days a week so he would get 1:1 attention and I could have 1:1 time with newborn. However, this hasn't really happened well as my BIL has just had a baby and the newborn tends to always be there which defeats the entire point of DC1 going. I have explained this to my MIL (really good relationship) and my partner but it still happens and i now just feel stressed about dropping him there and seeing the baby and feeling resentful. I am extremely lucky to have her support and i cant expect her to say no to her other grandchild but this now absence of reliable support has put more pressure on me to find ways of stimulating my first so he flourishes.
This has definitely impactsd my mental state as it feels like the support that I most rely on (none in my family) has slipped away. I have started to look at nurseries for 1 day a week for DC1 to i have some time with newborn but between illnesses and finances, this is taking a long time to get started.
I have also struggled with the adaption to going from 1 to 2 with keeping on top of housework. It's near impossible without me simply not stopping ever for a break and even though my partner somewhat helps, i have to ask which i just find frustrating. I am having to learn to let go and be ok with a messy house but this proves hard.
I have gained 2 stone since just before getting pregnant with my first and this has also plagued me. I am desperate to lose weight but then find myself binge eating or wanting a glass of red wine to counteract my feelings and to have some comfort and freedom (obviously not the best solution but the truth). I have zero sex drive and just dont feel great.
I have my happy moments and i am eternally grateful for my kids. I just didnt expect this much of a shock mentally when going from 1 to 2. I feel like i have lost myself and have nothing to call my own. I want to workout and go gym or start running but i don't want to push my pelvic floor too early and end up doing more harm than good. I find myself daydreaming and staring into the abyss more often just zoning out.
Are these feelings normal? Am I being unreasonable and need to just get on with it?
I have my 8 week checkup and will talk through with the dr but i dont want to go on tablets as I know that isn't dealing with the root cause.