It's been another bad night, waking up every 50 mins, crying fussy baby, takes ages to put him down to sleep, fucking hours of rocking to sleep only for him to wake up again crying, I've had enough. I love him so so much when I'm not tired and he’s slept fairly well but nights when he wakes me yet another time I fucking hate him. I have to put him down before I do something terrible to him. I want to bite him, throw him and hurt him, I want to leave my house in my pyjamas in the middle of the night and never return. I'm fucking exhausted I just can't do it any more. I wanted this baby so much but I could kill him, no one cares how I feel I'm wasting away. My husband is useless and does nothing to help. He thinks sleep deprivation isn’t real and ‘you wanted this baby’ is helpful thing to say to me. I could honestly throw my baby down the stairs right now. He wakes between 3-4am for the day as well. I have another son who’s diabetic and 3 years old so i never get to sleep when baby sleeps. I can’t go on any more. I’m going to end up killing myself but no family seems to want to help me