I found the newborn stage with DD1 (now 2 years, 9 months old) really hard and kind of wished it away with constant thoughts of ‘just get through this bit and it’ll get easier when…’ . All I remember is cluster feeding (EBF on demand, same this time), bad sleeping and general grumpiness. When pregnant with DS2, knowing we are very unlikely to have any more children after him and always having felt so sad about the failed newborn stage with his sister, I vowed I would try my hardest to try to enjoy him as a newborn. I was hoping for a nice calm baby and that cuddly ‘newborn bubble’ people talk about. Well he is 4 weeks old now and I am finding it really miserable again. Whenever he is awake he screams (and I mean screams) for a feed, he sleeps a decent amount through the day but only 1-2 hour stints at night. He screams throughout every nappy change and throws himself around crying and rooting like mad while being winded, always wanting to go back on the breast until he falls asleep. When he does fall asleep I transfer him to his moses basket and he sleeps a bit, then wakes up furiously screaming looking for a feed again. There’s no calm cuddling or singing/ talking to him, just feeding or sleeping or screaming. I feel like I am always going to feel a sort of hole in my life where these early days with my babies should have been. I feel a pang of envy when I hear other people talk about lovely cosy times with their newborns, and I also feel like both kids and I are missing out because I am scared to leave the house due to never knowing how long he will sleep and how awful, urgent and impatient his scream is when he wakes up looking for a feed. I don’t think he needs to see the doctor or anything, I think it’s kind of just cluster feeding and I do just need to get through it. But how do I get over this sense of loss that I will never feel positive about these short and precious early days?