So the last few months have been manic.
I'm not coping with it all changing so much.
After realising I wasn't getting anywhere and DP giving me a wake up call I needed I closed my company and went to work FT. Great, loved it. Meant we could save for a house properly while I lived with my gran and cared for her at night times. Dp lives with his parents so he can clear his debt before we go anywhere near mortgages. Dp gets made redundant. Then I find out after a month at my new job I'm pregnant, not just a little bit - 35 weeks. Then my gran died. Then dd was born. Then the first few weeks with a newborn - still living in my grans house with dp there most nights. Dps dad suddenly dies. He can't cope, his mum can't cope, we've suddenly gone from being right on track to just.... Shit.
Now I'm on the council list and benefits as its looking likely I'm not going to be able to go back to work (childcare costs round here are extortionate)
Dp is of course now away more supporting his poor mum. And trying to come to terms with it all. Not working again yet.
I'm trying to cope on my own with dd ( who is a very easy baby in all fairness) so I don't put more pressure on DP, I don't know any other mums, I'm terrified of going to baby groups cause I'll be judged for being fat/formula feeding/a shit mum.
This wasn't how it was meant to go. And I'm struggling with dealing with it.
Not even sure what I want from this post. Feel like I'm drowning.