Back story. Dd is 20 months old. She sleeps through the night now but when she was newborn up until 12 months, she was an awful sleeper, usually waking up every hour. Nothing worked, she sorted herself out in the end.
I was back to work when dd was nine months full time and dh works away from home, it was a huge struggle. I was sleep deprived and juggling everything alone.
I dropped my days at work to three days and dd started sleeping through. I'm the happiest I've ever been.
Dd catches viral things all the time with being at nursery, usually passes on to her sister and of course me. Her sleep is interrupted during this time too. I've took a lot of absences from work due to the kids being ill or myself. I told dh to come home and share the load so I didn't have to phone in again.
I've got my mum discussing with my dh behind my back about me 'being depressed' and that I should get signed off. I'm not depressed. Viral infections and dealing with work is stressful, thought it was quite a normal response to those things. I had done four loads of washing the other day and dumped it all on the dining table fresh from the tumble dryer, ready to fold to put away...when my mum walked in unannounced. Dd and I were still in pjs at 10am as we had been up in the night with her poorly.
My mum is a neat freak and spends all day cleaning. She said to dh all my washing is piling up and she thinks I'm depressed!!
My boss asked if everything was ok and said he's there to talk to at any time. I am fine!!! I am performing at work well, I'm doing my best.
I'm just sick of everyone thinking I can't cope when I'm actually very happy but sick of these winter bugs interrupting my life.
Aibu to just put up and shut up and not tell anyone anything? Try to lean on my support network and instead of support I have armchair doctors telling me I have depression?