hi - i am a regular poster but have changed for this as i have rl family and friends on here.
i have a 4 month old ds, and married my dh when i was 20 weeks pg. we were pressured into getting married by our families, and we both feel bitter about it 8 months on. we had been together for a year when we got married. i met dh through an internet dating site, and we got together on there and on MSN. when were first together it was a "fuck buddy" setup - i was happy single, working and getting high. i had my own flat, good friends and was very independent. then i got pg in March '06. Dh stood by me and was very supportive, even though my initial reaction was to abort it. i decided to keep it but miscarried 4 days later. we were both devastated, but decided to try again, as the thought of having a baby together had made us so happy. at the time, he was living with his parents in Surrey and i was living 2 hours' drive away. he was working freelance, so didn't really have a job to leave.
anyway, i fell pg again almost straight away, which neither of us had expected. we then began the laborious task of moving him and all his stuff up into my flat, and for him to find a job. he found what looked like a good job, and we moved into a bigger house a few months later. we then got married.
8 months later, dh's job is a no-brainer, he hates it and his boss (especially his boss!) and we are arguing a lot. i feel like my friends have lost interest in me since i had ds, and i can no longer go out and party or have them round so they can smoke my weed and drink wine (i've given up smoking btw!) we're really struggling financially, but because of dh's crappy boss he can't go for interviews although he's been looking for work for ages. i feel pressured into going back to work by dh, even though we originally agreed i would stay off for a year. the other thing is, we stayed living in this area as we are close to my parents, and they agreed to help us financially if things got tough. well, things are beyond tough and the help hasn't been forthcoming. also, my mum agreed to help with childcare if i did go back to work, but when i mentioned it to her, she made me feel terribly guilty about taking up her time (which it would) and then even more guilty for saying i would put ds in a nursery if she couldn't help.
the upshot of all this is i am starting to really regret everything i've done in the past year. i wonder if dh and i weren't better off as fuck buddies and whether we shouldn't have brought a child into this world at all. i miss my old life and friends. i miss partying and getting high. i'm really worried i'm starting to resent my gorgeous ds, but at the same time i love him to bits (honest!)
to top it all off we're so skint i don't know how we're going to eat for the rest of the month, and i'm so worried that if i don't eat enough my milk supply will dwindle and i won't be able to feed ds. which will add to my stress.
that turned out a lot longer than i thought it would. any perpective would be welcome. thanks