It’s hard writing about this.
I am up with my four month old. This is my new getting up time and it is killing me. He may go back to sleep for a bit at around 6-7am but only on me so I won’t get to sleep.
Rather arrogantly I thought I’d be good at being a mum. I knew I wanted to breastfeed and I knew or thought I knew this would involve a certain amount of self sacrifice. In the end I couldn’t do it. I ended up expressing milk for months on end before having to give that up too.
I do love this baby but so much of the time I am finding I am am swallowing down anger which feels awful to admit feeling anger towards such a young child who is obviously not malicious in the slightest. I have thoughts that pop into my head where I imagine myself screaming at him or kicking his crib over with him in it and I don’t know where the hell they come from. Latest game is yanking my hair. Obviously it isn’t malicious. But it still bloody hurts (please don’t respond with obvious shave your hair off then type posts) Before that it was head butting.
He doesn’t sleep hardly. I don’t know what he runs on: yesterday he had less than two hours napping in the whole day broken into twenty/thirty minute naps and I have no idea what to do with him for the fourteen hours or so he is awake, especially when he’s clearly tired.
Reflux is hideous and I feel rotten for saying this but I am so so so fed up of changing his clothes and my clothes and having my hair matted with gunk. Again I get on an objective level it’s just one of those things. I try to stop myself exclaiming in despair when it happens: my own mum used to when I was sick and obviously children are unable to understand the difference between adults being upset with sick and with them. But it just adds that layer of stress.
I don’t feel I could speak to the HV or GP so no idea what to do. I felt awful when he was first born and then a bit better and now I feel rubbish again.