my 4 month old is going through a sleep regression and I haven’t slept in 2 weeks. I can’t catch up in the day as she only naps for around 20 mins a time. After a particularly bad night (she had tossed and turned until 3am) I gave up, left her with DP in bed to make a cup of tea, then sat next to them in bed crying while he cooed over her and giggled at her funny noises. back in the newborn days he would have stroked my back and given me a cuddle, with words of reassurance. He didn’t say a word or even look at me. I couldn’t be too irritated the next day as he called to say he’d booked half a day at work and was coming home take her out for an hour to ‘rescue me’ (which I hugged him & said thank you for). We were fine for the rest of the day and got along really well.
That night was awful again, I got really frustrated and had the following exchange:
“I can’t cope with this”
“we need to do something about it then”
“my mental health is going to tank”
‘well you need to go back on antidepressants then!”
“So you’ve gone from ignoring me to reading me the riot act” (not sure what I meant by this, I was delirious, think I meant chastising or something to that effect).
He shouted at me to stop taking everything out on him. He got dressed for work at 4:40am then lay on the sofa on his phone until it was time to leave, while I tried to get the baby back to sleep.
He hasn’t spoken to me since. It’s been two days. he comes to bed late, then gets up extra early to make his own coffee and work lunch then makes a fuss of the baby and leaves. I sent him a video of the baby rolling over for the first time. no response. I feel like I’m being punished. I could understand if I’d blown up at him or was unbearable to live with (I’ll admit Ive been irritable on occasion (with everyone) but nothing major. I just wanted him to put his arm around me while I was sobbing, but he seems to think I’m attacking him and/or being ungrateful.
I suffered PND with all 3 DC (from prior relationship) and lost my dad just before baby was born. I’ve coped remarkably well juggling grief, a new baby, 3 other DC and university assignment deadlines. I’m actually quite proud of myself and don’t want my mental health to decline but this has made me feel lonelier than ever.
AITA here? I’m too tired to think logically