I had my little girl 8 months ago, I didn't get that rush of love when I had her that everyone says I'd get. She was in respiratory distress after I had her, then rushed to neonatal. We came home she screamed constantly for 8 weeks. It got slightly better but now she's had a bad cold, which has now made her have an horrendous cough, plus teething for over a week, I've had to stay up rocking her for almost a week solid. She's slept in my bed the last 2 nights. I'm exhausted. I've never felt so drained in my whole life.
I don't want to do it anymore, I hate it. The constant worry. The endless to do list. I'm now back at work full time to add to the list of endless shit to do. Except last week I averaged probably 2 hours broken sleep for 4 nights, now she's still not sleeping properly and I have a 2 hour commute for the first half of the week. I can't even string a sentence together at work because my brain is so foggy.
I love her, she deserves better and I just want to disappear off the face of the earth because I can not face another night of this. DP doesn't wake up with her, he doesn't hear her and by then I'm already awake and I am already trying to settle her.
I miss life before all of this so badly. When I wasn't totally exhausted with no end in sight.