I don’t really know what I’m looking for here, some advice, or just a bit of reassurance. There isn’t anyone in real life to admit to that I’m struggling.
I had DS four weeks ago. DH is in the forces, and when we last moved nine months ago, I didn’t really make friends. I started a new job halfway through my pregnancy, so didn’t really get to know my new colleagues well enough to form relationships. I’m really struggling. I feel incredibly isolated. Unless my parents or friends visit (four hour drive) DH is the only person I see. And I honestly think he’s sick of me. I put on a front of being happy, but honestly, I’m finding everything about having a newborn really difficult. My confidence has completely nose dived, I don’t see why anyone would really want to be friends with me anyway!
DS has had a cold since New Year’s Eve. He’s been screaming constantly for twelve days. I’m exhausted. The doctors just given him saline drops as that’s all they can really do. I’m exhausted. And where we don’t have anyone to look after him locally, I’m just not getting a break. I feel so guilty for feeling that way. I love him so much, he was(and is) so badly wanted. I hate myself for feeling like I need to leave him for a few hours. He deserves a lot better than what he’s getting with me as a mother. I chose not to breastfeed for selfish reasons, and stupid as it sounds, feel like he would have had a better chance of not ending up sick if I had.
DH doesn’t even want to touch me, and I don’t really blame him. My body is a complete mess, I’m still healing from an infection in my episiotomy wound, and I’m terrified to look at whatever car crash is down there.
I just need help. DH has been diagnosed with mild depression today, is really struggling at work, and I feel like he needs me to be the strong one, I just don’t feel like I can be. I’ve signed up for groups, looked online for a sitter, but the groups don’t start for a few weeks I know there’s no garuntee of me even making a friend there.
I just really need to hear it gets better. Even if DS wasn’t unwell I feel like I could cope better. I just feel pathetic. DH and DS deserve a lot better than me. I want to be ever to give that to them. If I’m honest, I’ve locked myself in the toilet to have a good cry and write all this. I just feel crap. I knew there would be no support system in place, but I was still stupid enough to think I could cope with starting a family being virtually alone.