Morning all. Sorry for disappearing last night. To be honest it was a very hard afternoon, and as soon as DP came in I went and had a bath then cried myself to sleep!
Unfortunately today hasn't been much better. She peed in her crate overnight (no whining to be let out, just the pee) but was then an angel for DP this morning while we were working, but as soon as he left to go and get a shower (just after he'd taken her out) she pooed on the floor in her pen (which I cleared up immediately obviously) and whined and barked at me for the whole time he was gone. Then he came back down and she settled, then he left the room again to make coffee and she instantly weed on the floor (which I again cleared up immediately) and then she again started barking at me the entire time. It feels like she's developed separation anxiety, specifically for him. If anyone has any tips on that it would be hugely appreciated.
Honestly I'm ready to give up. It feels like all I've done for the past 24 hours is cry. I do hear what you're all saying, that you all felt similarly and it was all worth it in the end but I just can't see past this and I miss our old life so much. DP and I did talk about finding an in-home style puppy daycare for her for the days he's in the office, and he is open to it, but a) we would struggle to afford it (even though it is very reasonable) and b) it obviously isn't an option for a little while yet. I don't really know what to do.
@twiglets1 Unfortunately even when she's sound asleep, as soon as we move she wakes up, and there's no way I could leave her in the house alone – she would 100% anxiety poo in her crate! I wish I could. The school run is only 15 minutes, but she wouldn't cope.
A really stupid thing I'm sad about today is that tonight, my daughter has a Christmas party at her school which all three of us were due to go to. It's only an hour and it's just up the road so when we got Betty we sort of (naively!) thought that it would be a good test case to see how she handled being left in her crate for a more extended period of time, assuming that we would have built up to it in 5 minute increments by now. Of course that's not happened, so DP can't come. Which means I'm back to doing school events with DD alone. Her dad died suddenly when she was 2 and one of the things I found hardest (partly for me, partly for her) was that at school things it was always just me and her, whereas almost everyone else would be there as a family (we live in a very middle class area, in DD's class she's the only one who doesn't live at home with both parents and one of only half a dozen whose mum works!). It was so lovely once DD and DP had bonded and we started going to things as a three. I know it's a tiny, stupid thing, but it is part of why I'm struggling so much today, I think. I guess it's probably also triggering my grief for DH.
God, I'm so sorry, I'm just taking over this thread with my moaning!