I have posted a few times on here over the last couple of months of DDs2.5 sleep, or lack of. Although now improved, albeit still not perfect I look back and reflect on the situation at the time.
For those of you that have never experienced the torture that is sleep deprivation (think around 1 - 2 hours sleep night after night for weeks) then this post will probably seem dramatic, but to those that have experienced this, I'm sorry. If its anything like my experience I'm sorry about the 'it's a normal toddler'... 'it can't be that bad'... ' it must be something your doing' ect comments. I'm sorry that no one took notice, that you where alone.
At the time I was tearful and neglecting my hygiene, yet no one helped. I was barely getting through each day with physical symptoms of anxiety coming up to bed tome, yet no one helped. DH also exhausted backed his backs after the 100th argument, yet no one helped. I had thoughts of suicide and self harm, yet no one helped. I resented my child, resented my decision to have her, did not want her near me, yet no one helped.
I asked for advice and support from GP, health visitor, nursery and family, yet no one helped.
I looked at a sleep consultant, they didn't want to help.
So when is the time someone will step up. To treat mums /dads depression, to avoid child neglect, when mum and dad seperate. When does someone help???
Did I not shout loud enough, did I not appear as bad as I felt, was I not as tired as help would of liked??
I'm not after sympathy or advice from this thread. I just need to vent, looking back I feel I was in a dark place and yet no one wanted to offer me support