Today I finally admitted to myself that I can't cope. To give the background I have one DD (2.8) and am ttc. There is a lot going on, severely skint, my mother is being referred for possible breast cancer, am very overweight and today, looking at recent photos realised just how big I am :( But that doesn't really make a difference to how I feel, it just exacerbates it IYSWIM
I had PND (although with hindsight I needed help years before that) and was on Citalopram which was the best thing I ever did. My GP said she would be happy for me to stay on them indefinitely if I wasn't ttc and so I came off them earlier this year. In addition to just feeling shit most of the time, what really worries me most is that I operate on a very very short fuse and the slightest thing sends me over the edge. Usually the thing that sends me over is DD who is a normal, gorgeous toddler but who I sometimes can't bear to be near. Today, as with every other day I have shouted and screamed at her and smacked her (never hard, only a tap, which is still unnacceptable I know :(). All she's done is be a toddler and I worry so much that I'm scarring her for life. Every time DH goes off to work I worry about whether I can get through the day without kicking off.
I know in the midst of all this I shouldn't be ttc but we really do want another and, at nearly 39 time is not on my side. Today I decided to go back to the GP and tell her all this but what is she likely to do? I can't carry on treating DD like this :( I feel like I should just walk out and not come back, I'm no kind of mother to dd like this.