Not sure if this is the correct place to post but just wanted to see if anyone else has had a similar experience.
I have a beautiful 7 week old son and am struggling with the lack of sleep but more than that, I've found I've gotten so down about the decision to have another baby after 23 years.
I've been with my partner for 12 years since I was 33 and my dd was 11. He always wanted a baby but I didn't really want to go back and do it again. After 5 years together. at 38 I decided I would give it a go. I loved my dd so much and thought it was only fair do should experience that too and although I was worried how the family dynamics would change, I Started focussing just on the positives. Nothing happened for 4 years, despite me going to the doctors but one finally sent me for fertility checks and I had fibroids and polyps removed a year later at 43. Still never got pregnant so just thought that was it. Then last year at 44.5 wow I discovered I was pregnant, gAve birth 3 months after turning 45. As soon as I discovered I was pregnant though, instead of being happy I was gutted. Just thought what have I done - I was too old, I was crazy to do this after dd had grown up and I had finally got a decent job and everything was so easy. When my baby boy was born I loved him instantly but I'm struggling readjusting to motherhood. Dp is self employed and not really making any money and as much as he adores the baby, the demands of parenthood have come as a big shock to him. I feel I've let everyone down - the baby because of my age and because I'm so unhappy doing it all again and it's not his fault, bless him. Myself for convincing myself this was what I wanted so not to let dp down. My daughter because I'll have less time to do the things we were going to go together now And because it must be so wierd having a sibling that's young enough to be her child. My partner because I can't help crying all the time. I feel like such an idiot and such a horrible, ungrateful person. I don't even know if I'm coming across as just a stupid, horrible person but I want to cry all the time. It doesn't help when people tell me they'd hate to do it all over again. Has anyone been in this position and its all worked out?