OK, apoogies for a thread about a thread, I've just been reading the thread about choosing whether or not to have children, and it struck me how many people say 'Oh, you never regret having kids', 'They're the best thing that ever happened to me', 'None of the bad things matter because you love them so much'.
So why don't I feel like that? I do love them, I think. But maybe not in the way that others seem to? I don't often feel overwhelmed by how much they mean to me. DD2 sometimes but with DD1 it's more that I know that I must love her, because that's what mums do, and it's great seeing her face light up when she sees me, and it's fun playing her and watching her learn. But if I'm brutally honest, I don't often feel it.
And although they were both wanted and planned, I do sometimes wonder whether it was the best choice. And I wonder what my life would be like without them. A few weeks after DD2 was born, I wrote out a huge post like this one, I was in absolute tears because I honestly wanted to just run away and leave them, leave my whole life and just not be a mum any more. Then my PC didn't work so the post didn't work so I cried for a bit and then thought 'Well I suppose I'd better get on with life'. And things got a lot better and I was happier and I mostly put it down to the stress of dealing with a newborn and toddler.
But then I see people's comments about how wonderful parenthood is and I think I must be missing something, I must be a really cold-hearted bitch, and how long will it be before it starts affecting my DDs? Just recently I've been losing my patience with DD1 and started shouting and get angry which is not something I usually do and I hate myself for it.
My DH woulkd be horrified to hear me talk like this, he loves both the DDs so much. I have said a couple of things to him, hinting that perhaps I don't love them like I should but he doesn't really think I'm serious. And I honestly don't know if I'm abnormal or just a normal mum over-analysing and over-thinking everything.