
15 month postpartum. Have a lovely toddler I love so much. But wow, I feel so invisible and small.At home all day with my toddler until 5pm. Husband comes home, he's tired. I do some self-employed work from home stuff, that no one sees.I clean the house during the day, but my toddler makes a new mess right away. I feed my toddler during my meals and barely noticed my own food. My toddler sits on my lap when I'm on the toilet -- if I put them down they howl until my ears want to burst.I don't really know anyone in this town except my husband's mother, and she's unkind. Would love to feel more comfortable trying to meet other moms, but -- pesky pandemic. The ones I have met, I feel like I can barely talk to. I'm so sleep deprived and awkward, they all seem to have toddlers that sleep through the night, they seem so we'll put together, and I am up every hour.I am so touched out. Zero "me" time. Toddler currently only taking one 30 min crap nap a day (yes I know that's an issue, but I can't figure out how to fix it) so I really dont get a break.Feels like I'm in a film where every shot consists of toddler cry, I pick up, toddler cry, I pick up.5 years ago I was writing speeches for the f*cking premier of our province. I had so much respect. I had a sex drive I had a beautiful body. My brain was so sharp. I was witty and had friends. Now I can barely string two sentences together.What has motherhood done to me? via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/3lWjOFx
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