We've had one really good night, having been co-sleeping about 4 nights now. The rest have involved me having to flob my boobs in DS' direction all night - last night's best stretch of sleep was 2 hours with everything else between 20 mins and half an hour. I resent swapping my husband for my son in our bed (no, we won't all fit), I don't feel like I'm bonding with my son because it feels like all he ever does is cry and I can't satisfy him. He's crying upstairs now with DD.
I don't feel gushes of maternal love (though I do love him, just not in a babymoon gazy way), I feel cross and horrible and like I want to stick him in his cot at night, which is mean at 19 days. I just want to enjoy something of this and it feels like there's nothing to enjoy and no escape from a grizzling baby. Help!