I will preface this by saying I'm not in the best place physically or emotionally. I've been unwell with a chest infection for over three weeks and life feels relentless. I'm self employed so can't take time off without it causing stress.
Basically, I was never sure I wanted to be a mum yet at the same time on some level I knew that I would have a daughter one day and that I would adore her. I have a beautiful two year old girl now and I do adore her!
BUT my hesitations about becoming a parent were for good reason as there are some parts I really struggle with. So although I love my daughter, on some level I feel I shouldn't have made the decision to have a child as I'm not cut out for it.
Working full time in a patient-centred, highly responsible role all week and then being with a two year old most of the weekend is so draining. I get the odd hour or two to myself but it's never enough. I think because I tend to use that time to catch up on work. I am a doctor (won't say more as it may be outing) and I feel frustrated that I can't dedicate the time I would pre-child to my continuing professional development and building my career. I love my work and am passionate about my work/helping my patients. I feel so torn trying to run my business, find time for rest and be a good parent.
I also feel like I need way more time alone to recharge than other mums I know, who seem to relax with their children and find parenting more enjoyable then I do.
I can't say I regret having my daughter but in some ways, knowing my temperament and tendency to be very work/career focused, it was potentially a poor decision to become a parent.
I am able to be present with my daughter and genuinely enjoy time with her and she is thriving but I often feel "done" after a couple of hours on the weekends and wish I could go and focus on work. Obviously I can't because I committed to being a parent and she is in nursery most of the week so I "should" spend most of my time focusing on her on the weekends.
I do have a husband who parents 50/50 and so it's not like I'm a single mum with anything to really complain about.
I made my bed so I'll lie in it. I will do everything I can to make sure my daughter continues to feel loved and happy.
But the consequences are that I feel pretty terrible emotionally at times and feel like I'm existing, not living. Husband told me to take some time as I started crying at the dining table an hour ago at the thought of the day ahead. So I've been sobbing in the bedroom for a while before writing this rambling post.
I know I need to accept my choices and be a grown up for my daughter but how do I get past these feelings?