Okay. Stone me to death, but the stress I've been experiencing with my 6 month old up until now is nothing I've ever felt before.
It's agonizing. I haaateeeee being a mum.
What exactly is my problem? Lack of sleep (she wakes multiple times a night for her dummy...). Her constant screeching that makes me reuse my ear muffs (she was colicky). Being responsible for everything at home. I'm so DONE. The most frustrating part is that this is my life now and I can't just run away. I love my baby but I hate having to take care of her. She always vomits when I offer solids. I'm stuck at home. I miss adult conversations. I miss just being me. I'm jealous when my husband goes to work and gets his 8 hrs uninterrupted sleep at night. And when he comes home he doesn't help with the household.
He doesn't seem to appreciate what I do. He never says "thanks" only complains about everything. I even made a list for him so he knows what he needs to do every day to help me. It's usually just one chore a day like "laundry". Is that so much to ask for?
I hate how yesterday he said "well I can't take the baby tonight. Some people actually got a job and need to sleep."
A couple of hours ago I called an ambulance because I got heart palpitations from all the stress. I started to panic. I was 100% convinced I was going to die. They said it's normal when you're stressed. And now I gotta pay for that too.
I cba to do anything anymore. I'm nothing but a cow and a cleaner.
I'm embarrassed to tell my husband that I called the ambulance.
Not sure what the future will bring but right now... I can't take it anymore. It's relentless. I can't take a break. I hate my life.