I'm having an awful time with my four week old. I feel like he never sleeps. He screams constantly after being fed, whether formula or expressed breast milk... He had a really severe tongue tie and though that has been sorted now, he refuses the breast. He eats a lot and is gaining weight well, but he seems to have colic permanently, and it's just getting worse and worse.
I was already suffering from depression when I was pregnant and now I cry all the time. I'm on anti depressants that make me really dozy during the day and drugged at night, so getting up for the night feeds are torture. He will wake us at midnight, 2am, 4am and then 7am, and scream for an hour after each feed before settling into a noisy sleep. During the day, he will only nap on my chest... If I put him down, he sleeps for 15 minutes to half an hour at most, all the time grizzling, before he starts screaming again. I don't have time to express if my partner is at work, because I never get more than half an hour when he's not screaming, and if I'm expressing when he starts, I can't respond straight away, or if I do, I have to stop expressing and my boobs get really sore and engorged. I had very severe SPD in pregnancy which hasn't resolved yet, plus a traumatic birth with an emergency forceps delivery with left him with scars and I think a sore neck and me with damage to my coccyx. I also had an episiotomy. I'm finding it hard to walk, I can't carry him in his car seat and so I'm practically housebound. I can't even carry him downstairs so I have to get up before my partner leaves for work so he can take the baby downstairs for me, so I can't even lie in if the baby is asleep.
I've been diagnosed with postnatal depression but I think most if my symptoms are just because I'm exhausted. Someone from our local mental health crisis team calls eve morning and will visit each day if I want them too but to be honest, their visits cut ally stop me sleeping or expressing so are adding to my stress.
I'm really concerned about bonding with him. Sometime I feel love for him, but mostly it's just a sense of concern and responsibility. Sometimes I hate him, and I've even shouted at him when he's screaming, then I cry because I feel so guilty, I'm a terrible mother to him and he deserves better. I'm so tired. Someone please help. I'm at the end of my tether.