I’m just sad.
I thought I’d do so much better.
I knew the newborn stage would be brutal but somehow it was more brutal than I thought.
Then there was a stage of bad day sleep but okay ish nights and then that reversed and now it’s just bad sleep day and night.
So I’m just knackered and I have no energy to do anything. Can’t sleep anyway. I feel guilty about how much time ds spends strapped in his pram or stuck on his playmat. I read ideas but I can’t be bothered doing them and cleaning up. So just walks walks walks. I’m fed up of walking.
Ds starts nursery next month. It will kill me but he’s better off there than with me.
Everyone else has contented babies who eat and sleep. Not all the time of course.
I know I’ve gone badly wrong but I can’t even work out how or when or where.