How about it?
I have a reception aged child and a baby. I didn’t really struggle with DC1 so thought DC2 would be a good idea. Everyone told me 1-2 is easier than 0-1 and I believed them.
It’s so, so much harder. The baby has had a cold for 2 months and is awake 4 times a night sneezing and coughing. He was a good napper but is now starting to fight those as well and wakes up so much sooner than he used to. I have no help - DP’s parents are down the road but are quite old and frankly unsafe to look after them for any amount of time. We’ve had to sack off baby groups and playdates because every time he goes he picks up a cold. All we do is go for walks and play with his toys in the house. The days are so dull and long. He cries and whinges a lot if I put him down or leave the room.
Then it’s time to pick DC1 up from school, and an hour of sitting with them in the lounge waiting for DP to finish work upstairs. DC1 gets way too overexcited around the baby and needs constant supervision around him, I can’t leave them together alone at all.
Then DP takes over and I have a ‘break’ cooking dinner with the radio on. DC2 is weaning and of course makes a total mess as does DC1, lots of crying and fussing over who knows what. DC1 constantly knocks drinks over, wants whatever is on my plate and asks for other things (I don’t cave to these requests but the constant nagging drives me mad).
The baby is breastfed, won’t take a bottle and has CMPA so formula/bottles are not an option. I do all night wakings - DP offered and stayed in with him for a couple of nights but he just screams and screams until I come and pick him up. The crying wakes me up anyway even if I’m in another bedroom. No point both of us being exhausted.
I have had 1 evening out when a friend was staying locally (I’m not from round here and most of my friends are in a city a couple of hours away) but nothing otherwise. I can’t leave the baby overnight due to the feeding situation and we have no room for anyone to stay comfortably.
I had a night away booked with friends which was supposed to happen tonight but I’ve had to cancel as the baby is unwell and simply won’t take milk from anything apart from me. I had been so looking forward to it and told myself I would have him drinking from a cup or bottle by now but it just hasn’t happened. I feel so depressed, bored and jealous of people who have capable helpful grandparents or older children.
I adore my kids and would do anything for them but I feel so flat and down. I’m on the verge of tears constantly and wake up every day with dread in my stomach. I just want to feel like the old me again - wear something nice, have adults to talk to, have a change of scenery from this fucking house. I also feel guilty for thinking it.
Anyone else feeling this way? Fancy a moan thread?