Not really sure why I am posting this, other than DH doesn't really seem to understand how I feel, and I am hoping there are some other women out there who have felt the same.
DS1 is 9mo, and I am returning to work in 3 months time, just before his first birthday. I am going back to work 4 days a week. DS is going to be in a nursery near our house/the station (I live in the burbs and commute into central London).
I am feeling massively conflicted about my return to work. I have not found motherhood easy: I had a very rocky start, feeding problems, very unsettled newborn, colic, early teething. This, plus the normal sleep deprivation, and probably just the shock of the huge change having a baby entails, meant I suffered pretty badly with PND. I was referred for CBT counselling by my HV when DS was 4mo and I am just coming out the other side.
I feel proud that I am now 'managing' and 'coping' with looking after DS every day. And i feel a strong bond and love for DS now, which I did not feel in the beginning. But I don't really ever feel like I am totally relaxed and enjoying being a FT mum. DS is a very spirited, stimulation-hungry baby, with tendandencies to be grizzly and grumpy and generally quite hard work. DH works v long hours and we have no family help nearby. I am often alone with DS from 6.30am until he goes to bed at 7pm. We go out loads to different baby groups etc cos he gets so bored in our small flat, but most days I get to DS's bed time and feel absolutely exhausted and frazzled, like I have run a marathon.
So in a lot of ways, I am actually looking forward to going back to work. Having a bit of me time, and a bit of normality back in my life. But as soon as I have typed that, I feel wracked by dreadful guilt :( I feel like a terrible mother for thinking this, and I feel like it is probably another symptom of my PND :( Surely, if i was like most 'normal' mums, I would be dreading my return to work??
The worst bit is, I probably don't even need to work, for financial reasons, my DH earns enough that we could probably scrape by on his money alone. If anyone asks I make out like we do need the money, and I wanna take DS on nice holidays etc, but in honesty, the truth is, I want to go back to work because I am lonely, frustrated and often bored being at home on my own with DS every day :( Every morning I wake up and think, oh my gosh, what on earth can I do to keep him entertained for 12 hours today?
And then as soon as I have thought these thoughts, I feel like a terrible person and a failure as a mother. Surely I should be longing to spend as much time with DS as possible?
And so it goes round and round and round in my head.
Sorry for the rant, just feeling really down and conflicted and confused.Hope somebody else has felt like this and can offer soe words of encouragement>>