Bloss, are you still there? I have only just looked at this thread, but what you describe is exactly what I am going through. When did things start to get better?
DS2 is 18 weeks and driving me insane with his constant feeding and never, ever letting me put him down. DS1 is neglected - evey single tiny thing I do for him has to be paid for in DS2's screams.
My Dh is never here, finishes work at 9 or 10 pm (he's a farmer, the idiot), so I get no relief at all, apart from when DS1 goes to the childminder 1 or 2 days a week, when I work from home, but then I still have DS2 to contend with as he is too little to go and won't take a bottle, only BREAST, BREAST, BREAST .......... sorry, this is a rant.
I honestly feel today as if I can't go on. I hate my life and would get out of it if I could. I feel guilty for saying that when there are people like Bobbins and Marina who would swap places and have their loved ones back, but that's just the way I feel. Who is this life for, anyway? Is it for me or just for other people? If it's the former, then what's the point?
I hope bringing this up again doesn't make you miserable, but I was wondering how you got on.