And I just feel so down :(
I’ve been awake since 5:15 because dd2 (9 months) is bfing constantly from about 5am atm and it now wakes me up (previously I could just latch her and go back to sleep - we cosleep). I feel so overwhelmed and resentful and frustrated. She’s always fed to sleep but it’s gotten worse recently where I have to feed her for ages before she’s in a deep enough sleep for me to get away. Im laying there just getting more frustrated and desperate to escape and I swear she can sense it and clings on even more :(
I spend all day with her - mostly at home - she won’t sit and play with toys for long, she doesn’t like her Walker or jumperoo. She cries a lot and wants to bf frequently and I feel so drained and trapped. Her dad shares care well when he’s here but he can’t do bedtime as she feeds to sleep, he can’t go to her in the evening if she wakes because she will just scream until she’s fed back to sleep.
I’m 12 weeks pregnant (surprise pregnancy - not intentional) and I’m fucking scared. If I’m not coping now how the hell am I going to cope when there’s another one?!
I feel like I need to try and ‘detach’ dd2 a bit before the baby comes but I don’t want to force it :( but I just don’t see how I’ll be able to keep this up when I have a newborn as well! I’ve been thinking about sleep training. I’d be doing it as gently as possible (staying with her the whole time, lots of cuddles, no controlled crying or anything like that) but I know she’ll be very distressed regardless of how present I am. And atm I feel like I don’t have it in me. I remember from doing it with dd1 (11) that it took a lot of patience and love to stay calm etc and I feel like my mental reserves are just non existent right now.
I also feel so isolated. I feel like my only support atm is dp, everyone else works and has a busy life and doesn’t have time to support me (and maybe I shouldn’t expect support anyway - I chose to have these children, not them). I have no mum friends with children of a similar age. I go to rhyme time once a week but there’s only one other baby group locally that’s free and I struggle with groups anyway because I’m very socially anxious. So it’s just me and dd2, every day stuck in this flat. And the weathers crap so even getting out for a walk is an unappealing prospect.
I’ve just dumped a bunch of different feelings here! I just feel like I need to get it out somewhere. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to feel better. I know it’s common for people to feel like this when they have young children and it gets a bit easier as they get older. I think maybe that thought could get me through it if it was just dd2 but now there’s another on the way I feel like this will just be my life for so long.