I'm really finding it hard at the moment
DD is 4.5 months and hasn't been sleeping much for the past 4-5 weeks. In the last week I've been really struggling to get her to nap as well, I can't put her down anymore without waking her. She's not sleeping at night much again, waking me every hour or less last night and at one point it took me 2.5 hours to put her down.
My house is a mess. It's just all a mess.
I look hideous. I haven't had my hair cut in 6 months and it's very thick so it's got to that point now where it just looks dreadful.
We do not have a lot of money and we're struggling with that also. I'm cutting things as much as I can but we have other responsibilities like pets.
My partner is knackered. I feel completely touched out. I never get any time to myself. My partner always wants me to do everything with the baby he is always trying to hand my daughter back to me.
He's not lazy, he is always trying to get things sorted round the house or in the garden, he's very much a doer. But that means even when we get to the weekend I am isolated I am alone I am stuck in this house with my baby. It's a never ending cycle.
I am disgustingly lonely, unkempt, angry at the world. I can't find myself.
In the middle of the night when she's had me up for the umpteenth time I do occasionally think about just killing myself to get out of it. I know that sounds really awful and dramatic, but I am just so lonely and I really hate myself. I feel pathetic. Why am I so bad at this, Why can't I stay on top of things.
My DP parents are coming to visit in a few weeks this is the first they'll have seen of my DD and they are bringing his sister and her family too. I'm breastfeeding and she still feeds a lot. I feel very anxious about the whole visit. I want the house to look nice. His parents made comments a few times about how we should move to something bigger (like money is no object or something?) we live in a two bed end terrace and have two cats and a dog as well, so it is a bit small maybe. But we're fine.
I just think I'm going to be either crumble or explode if they criticise me. I just can't take it. I do not like who I am. I'm angry and sad.
Yes my daughter is glorious, no I don't sit and regret it, but I feel like I'm reaching the end of being able to take it anymore.
Why am I writing this? Because I have no one to talk to about how I feel. I don't want to burden my partner anymore than I already have (I.e. a lot), my best friend doesn't have any children yet I just don't feel like she understands, my mum is away at the moment and I don't want to spoil her break.