Hello, poison >waves< Good to see you back! Have to say getting a dishwasher was one of the best things I ever did - for my marriage. Fantastic inventions.
Terrible day yesterday... and then the evening was worse... won't go into details but I wasn't in a very good place let's say. At the moment I'm reasonably calm. DD2's sleep and feeding is just completely haywire at the moment and I am exhausted.
5pm (BF both sides), 8pm (BF both sides), 10pm (DH bottle), 12:30am (BF both sides) (so far)
This is the infamous four-month growth spurt when loads of people decide to wean. I do not want to wean - I don't see how baby rice, which has less calories than breastmilk, will help here - but I am sick with exhaustion after weeks of this.
Health visitor is coming to see me today (I'm THAT desperate). The last one who came out told me to leave DD2 to cry - but I can't bear it. I might be able to do it if I was feeling stronger, but her cries go right through me. I wonder what this health visitor will say? She is bringing the scales (sigh) even though I told her the one thing I am NOT worried about is DD2's weight gain (she was 14lb two weeks ago).
Will probably update during the night because it's going to be a long one and it makes me feel less alone.
By the way, does anyone get huge mood swings when they are repeatedly woken from deep sleep? That's my biggest problem at the moment - despite the antidepressants I feel so DESPERATE when I am woken for about the fourth or fifth time in a row and just. need. some. sleep.
I can't cope with DH and his work problems either. I feel so weak and pathetic. I am normally such a strong person but these months of sleep deprivation have floored me .