I knew having a baby was going to be a challenge but I must admit I wasn't expecting it to be this hard. I love my DS but I'm really struggling to enjoy being a mum. I feel awful as I feel like I should be treasuring every moment but instead I'm praying that the magical '3 months' will get here as fast as possible and that it will actually start to get easier then as everyone seems to say it will. Trying not to think about how I'll cope for the 9 weeks in the meantime.
My little boy just doesn't ever seem to want to sleep. I know you can't get them into a routine so young but we have been trying to give him a bath at 9 each night followed by skin to skin feeding (breastfeeding). We then try to put him in his Moses basket to sleep. Sometimes he goes down but others he just refuses to settle. Last night we were both still awake and in tears at 1am. Even if he does go down at first when he wakes up for early hours feed I can hardly ever get him to go back in Moses basket. The problem seems to be lying him on his back. The Dr has said its colic and prescribed Infacol. I'm not sure if it is colic or just bad wind (or even if they're the same thing). Whatever it is nothing that I do seems to be working and I'm feeling really fed up 
I'm breastfeeding as I know that's best but to be honest I'm really not enjoying it. I find it so restrictive and sometimes LO feeds for an hour at a time. Sometimes I wonder if formula feeding would be easier but then I don't want to give up.
My DH is really supportive but he's back at work now so I'm trying to deal with the baby at night to make sure he's not too tired the next day. I'm also worried that he's feeling the same as me so sometimes I'm trying to protect him from my negative feelings.
Not sure why I've posted this as it seems such s terrible thing to admit to but I think I just need to get it out.