I always thought I'd love being a mum. Then I became one. I love my daughter, I'm so proud of her and she is my entire world.
But she's 11 months and ive spent the last 1.5 hours putting her to bed. She's vomited up all her dinner and scratched my chest quite badly. She has a chest infection and is teething so refuses to nap and gets angry and smashes her head against the side of the cot when I lay her down to sleep. In a nutshell, she's hard work. Her tantrums really test my patience.
I miss my old freedom so badly. She's a car screamer so even popping to town is horrifically stressful. I'd say she spends between 60-80% of the day having meltdowns and screaming. I know it's not her fault, I know I should be better at this but she just won't cooperate with me. I know it's a phase and I won't remember how hard this was soon.
I desperately need a break but I hate being away from her. I want her to grow up and mature but I also want to cherish her little moments forever.
This is emotionally and physically draining. She's breastfed so I still feel like my body is hers, not mine.
Please tell me it gets easier.