I knew it would be hard work, I was under no illusions there, but two weeks in and I'm really really struggling. New ds has really bad colic and most of the time that he isn't asleep he's howling with pain. He's a trial to feed because he fusses on the breast, bouncing on and off and thrashing around, so the only way to feed him is naked from the waist up sitting at home. It means I can't really go anywhere except for a quick half hour trip to the shops between feeds. Two year old dd was dealing with it all really well at first, being very sweet with her new little brother, but she's getting increasingly high maintenance and attention-seeking, presumably because she's not seeing as much of me as she'd like and I'm getting increasingly stressed out and knackered, which she's undoubtedly picking up on.
I'm starting to feel like I just can't cope, and wondering what the hell I'll do when DH goes back to work in a week's time. He's been brilliant so far, taking ds off me and telling me to go and sleep when he sees I'm losing it. But another week and I'm on my own, so I've got to figure out a way of dealing with this.
I know it will get better, he will grow out of the colic and learn to nap and I'll get used to it all, but right now I just feel like bursting into tears half the time, wondering what the hell I've done having a second dc.
Any words of wisdom? I'm at my wits end here.