Please be kind. I’m struggling.
I had my 3rd baby a couple of weeks ago. My other kids are 9&6.
I nagged my Husband for another baby. He didn’t want one, but gave in. Once he said yes, my instinct was ‘shit, I’m not sure I want this’, but as I’d nagged so much I felt like deep down it must’ve been what I wanted. I felt disconnected the whole pregnancy and wasn’t sure it’s what I wanted.
I had a terrible pregnancy and was really ill throughout. I also spent the whole time thinking either I was going to die or the baby wasn’t going to make it. I would’ve bet my house that I wouldn’t walk out of that hospital with a baby.
Anyway, she was born and she’s obviously wonderful, but I’d forgotten how hard it is and I didn’t realise how easy my life had become now that my other kids are that little bit older.
I’m racked with guilt that I’m not spending as much time with my older 2 kids atm. Husband is having to put them to bed every night as I’m feeding the baby (which is also going horrifically).
I feel really down, partly because my eldest 2 are so close in age and they have the same hobbies. The baby is so much younger that they will never attend swimming lessons or gymnastic classes etc together. I also knew loads of people who had babies at the same time with my other 2, so I had loads of people to meet up with.
I don’t know anyone this time round. I feel like I’m going to be on my own.
I can’t drive atm due to c section and I just feel like
Im stuck in the house/walking around the estate with the pram etc. Feel like my independence has gone.
We went to the shops the other day and the baby started crying as we were walking around and I was hit with huge anxiety trying to get around the shop quickly in case baby went absolutely mental. I haven’t felt that way in years as obviously I’m well out of that stage with the kids. I know I’m going to be scared to take the baby to cafe’s etc.
I just didn’t realise how good I had it. My 2 eldest kids are fab, really well behaved and you can reason with them and now I’ve got this tiny baby who just cries, wakes up all night and shits about 400 times a day.
I’m starting to feel like I’ve made a huge mistake and I should’ve appreciated what I had. I know I’ve got around 4 difficult years ahead before it gets easier.
Has anyone else felt this way? I don’t know if I’m depressed or just baby blues.
Apologies for length of post!