I think I need some help. My DS is 6 months old. I thought I was doing so well cus when he was littler I wasnt having any problems with depression. I have a long history of depressive episodes, but weaned myself off antidepressants before i got pregnant. I had been doing great. But just this last month I feel like i am losing it. Can you get PPD this far out?
DS is not sleeping. If i put him in the bassinett he cries and cries, but if i put him in bed with me he spends the whole night rolling around, arching his back, scratching me, pulling my hair, grunting and making groaning sounds, like he can't get comfortable. I can't sleep at all. DS will only sleep if he's on my breast, tummy to tummy with me. I can't sleep like that. I have tried everything - giving tylenol before bed for teething, homeopathic tablets, etc - even having a glass of wine. I feel like the world's worst mother. Everyone i know keeps telling me to just make him CIO, but i cant do that. He won't take a binky and he doesnt suck his thumb.
I have no interest in doing anything - not getting dressed, or reading, or going out. DH has started asking if I am going to do laundry anytime soon, or if i am planning on making meals, if i will ever want to have sex again. I feel like none of it matters. The house is messy ten minutes after i clean it, my cooking is never quite right, and having sex is the last thing i want to do. I have an eating disorder history and have felt very strong urges to start up again, though i havent yet.
Last night DS was doing the usual thing, rolling around in bed, pulling my hair, scratching me and fussing. It was 4 am and i had barely slept in days. DH rolls over and mumbles about that he has to go to work soon and to just go put DS in his crib down the hall and let him cry. I went into the bathroom, sat down on the floor and cried for 20 mins while DS cried in the other room. I feel like i am hurting my marriage and my son both by not doing things right. i feel like a failure, and that my son would be better with another mother. I could never hurt him, and i wont hurt myself because he needs my breastmilk. but i feel like i am at the end of my rope and i am not strong enough to hang on. I cant afford a therapist. i feel like i am losing it.

DS is not sleeping. If i put him in the bassinett he cries and cries, but if i put him in bed with me he spends the whole night rolling around, arching his back, scratching me, pulling my hair, grunting and making groaning sounds, like he can't get comfortable. I can't sleep at all. DS will only sleep if he's on my breast, tummy to tummy with me. I can't sleep like that. I have tried everything - giving tylenol before bed for teething, homeopathic tablets, etc - even having a glass of wine. I feel like the world's worst mother. Everyone i know keeps telling me to just make him CIO, but i cant do that. He won't take a binky and he doesnt suck his thumb.
I have no interest in doing anything - not getting dressed, or reading, or going out. DH has started asking if I am going to do laundry anytime soon, or if i am planning on making meals, if i will ever want to have sex again. I feel like none of it matters. The house is messy ten minutes after i clean it, my cooking is never quite right, and having sex is the last thing i want to do. I have an eating disorder history and have felt very strong urges to start up again, though i havent yet.
Last night DS was doing the usual thing, rolling around in bed, pulling my hair, scratching me and fussing. It was 4 am and i had barely slept in days. DH rolls over and mumbles about that he has to go to work soon and to just go put DS in his crib down the hall and let him cry. I went into the bathroom, sat down on the floor and cried for 20 mins while DS cried in the other room. I feel like i am hurting my marriage and my son both by not doing things right. i feel like a failure, and that my son would be better with another mother. I could never hurt him, and i wont hurt myself because he needs my breastmilk. but i feel like i am at the end of my rope and i am not strong enough to hang on. I cant afford a therapist. i feel like i am losing it.











