Posting here for traffic I guess.
7 weeks pp. Baby boy is gorgeous. For a newborn he is a happy one, sleeps brilliantly in the day most of the time apart from the last few days have been bit and miss, and somewhat so so at night (grunts a lot, generally noisy, BF so is on and off me). Loves tummy time, loves music, can be put down but I tend to sling wear him as we have two 5 year olds (one step son, one biologically mine) . My wife (same sex marriage) works part time, so is present in the evenings (from 5:30) and back end of the week. A lot to be happy for, but I feel like I’m drowning.
I wrote on here back in 2020 when I was PP with my daughter during lockdown, and was flooded with support and ended up being very unwell PP (post partum psychosis and OCD) I don’t think I’m there now but I just miss my body-not my figure but my body just being mine. I miss my wife despite her being here. I miss the time we had, I’m struggling to split myself between 3 kids. I don’t want the two 5 year olds to grow up despising me. I baby wear so I can be there for shower time, bed time stories etc but I don’t feel like I’m doing enough but then I’m also wearing our baby for sometimes 3 hours at a time and don’t go for a wee in that time or sometimes don’t even sit down. My wife will wear the baby sometimes but he tends to want me for breast even if he’s not feeding I guess he can smell if it’s me or not.
I'm constantly leaking from my breasts and stink of sour milk. I’m crying a lot.. I am constantly trying to break the generational cycle in which I was raised, thus putting pressure on myself to be perfect. Everyone saying I’m doing so great but I don’t think I am? I want to take a super long shower without thinking I can hear the baby crying. I want to be able to settle him at night so I can maybe get a cuddle or enjoy a hot cup of tea but he won’t settle. He’s crying usually from about 7:30-10 and then he’ll sleep for a chunk and then wake for a feed. But in those hours if him not settling he won’t even take breast he’s just crying and I literally cannot settle him.
He’s a very much wanted and obviously planned baby, through a clinic. He’s a miracle. I love him and I do have a bond. But I just feel like I’m drowning . And when I can’t settle him i find myself looking at him and feeling so angry. What do I want from this post? No idea, I guess I just needed to write it out. Anyone else feel like this? I’ve spoken to my wife, but then she gets or feels upset as I suppose it makes her feel like rubbish knowing I feel this way, but I’m just feeling so lonely.