Name change for a bit of a moan and hopefully some encouragement.
I'm currently a SAHM to DC3. Married, DH & I are older parents and have no support other than nursery.
DH works all the time. Often away, or doing allnighters for deadlines. It does seem to be the industry but I think he's also a workaholic. There's no routine to it, evenings, weekends, things changing at very short notice. This means I parent largely alone and I'm exhausted. DC very active, co-sleeps, still breastfeeds (omg when will it end???) and doesn't sleep particular well.
Beyond that it means I have very little life outside of home. I can't commit to anything regular like an exercise class or book club. I occasionally meet friends (I don't have a huge number) in the daytime when DC is at nursery but as he's still young enough that he demands all of my time when with me, I need to cram a lot into those hours. So for eg I've seen 3 old friends once each this year. There's a mum friend I've met up with more, say once a month ish, but her work situation changed so we've not met up for a few months now. I'm so exhausted by bedtime I very rarely read or watch a film or tv. Husband and I rarely cross paths, never go out together and haven't had sex in many years (his choice, it bothered me for a long time but I no longer want it either).
I worked freelance around DC for about 18 months until the summer. I had a health issue that hospitalised me briefly which I very much think was due to burnout. It scared me and made me want to spend more quality time with DC before they start school. The only way to do that was to drop work for the moment. It wasn't paying enough to warrant the hours I was putting in and to have a reasonable career I realised I'd need to be working like DH which just isn't feasible for both parents. I enjoyed the actual work, something new to me that I'd always wanted to do, but it would have required more than I can currently give. I also have elderly parents who have started to demand more of my time over the last year.
So at the moment life is just dragging myself through from one day to the next on 4-5 hours sleep with no markers to distinguish where I'm at, no real end of day wind down, weekends no different, no holidays, no hobbies, very little adult conversation. It just feels like I can't think ahead too much or it will totally depress me into an existenstial crisis.