Thanks for all your tips.
We have been away for a couple of days- baby crying far more and my relationship with dp very strained, which is nearing the final straw for me.
He has basically told me that there was not one day during my pregnancy where I didnt complain (how ironic when I think how much i tried to hide from him) and now that the baby is here we have no choice but to just get on with it whether I am depressed or not. He is adamant we have to get into a routine re feeding but i cant bear the crying.
However, with the best will in the world I cannot feed on demand a child who screams every hour overnight. Last night after the 4th round of this, dp got up and took him out for a 2 hour walk (he was asleep by end of the street) because he sees I need to sleep for my sanity.
Basically I will not cope without dp here.
There is a lot more to my story then I have let on in so many words, regarding how this baby was conceived and all I can say is the burden of guilt and responsibility is killing me. I was desperate and obsessed with my fertility before I conceived, so so scared I'd never be a mother it led me into all kinds of awful situations before I met dp, and I guess i saw him as my last ever chance.
Now I am a mother and I hate it. I dont have words to describe how bad this makes me feel about myself.
I get a window of about half an hour a day where I calm down with my prescription drugs and maybe a half glass of wine and the rest of it is relentless anxiety and self loathing.
Please dont judge me, my life just didnt work out the way I would have liked and I really truly believed I'd make a good mother. I would have done anything to have a child. Dp did want one too, but would have preferred to wait another year, but I thought (and was told by a fertility dr)it would be too late for my biological clock, the pressure on me was enormous.
Now I feel as if I've ruined 3 lives and its this that makes me want to take my own as I cant see any other way out.