Maybe I just don't know how to take care of myself or deal with stress anymore...I don't know.
The last few nights have been sheer hell. DD2 is hysterical all night long. Both babies have a terrible latch that I can't seem to fix and I'm in pain. Dd2 is literally beating the crap out of everyone in the family...kicking, slapping, etc. I think I have bruises on my back from yesterday evening. Dh finally took her for a drive because she just couldn't settle down and I could not handle being around her and staying calm.
Dh and I have been getting into stupid fights...and during them I get so desperate and irrational...and have really scary thoughts.
I don't want to see or talk to anyone. Forced myself to go along with dh and the kids to our friends house for lunch yesterday. I'm glad I did...but it was so hard.
I haven't been able to return my midwife's calls to schedule my 2 week postpartum appointment... I love her, and would like to see her...I just can't pick up the phone. Our postpartum doula is coming today and I'm dreading it. I love her too... So, I'm really grateful that we hired her because I know that this is why. If we didn't have people scheduled to come, I would totally isolate myself and sink into a hole. I just have this thing... I hate being fake, but I can't let people see me when I can't hold it together...so I just hide and try to survive. ...And hope that I still have some friends when I come back out (which hasn't been the case, lately.).
The last few nights have been sheer hell. DD2 is hysterical all night long. Both babies have a terrible latch that I can't seem to fix and I'm in pain. Dd2 is literally beating the crap out of everyone in the family...kicking, slapping, etc. I think I have bruises on my back from yesterday evening. Dh finally took her for a drive because she just couldn't settle down and I could not handle being around her and staying calm.
Dh and I have been getting into stupid fights...and during them I get so desperate and irrational...and have really scary thoughts.
I don't want to see or talk to anyone. Forced myself to go along with dh and the kids to our friends house for lunch yesterday. I'm glad I did...but it was so hard.
I haven't been able to return my midwife's calls to schedule my 2 week postpartum appointment... I love her, and would like to see her...I just can't pick up the phone. Our postpartum doula is coming today and I'm dreading it. I love her too... So, I'm really grateful that we hired her because I know that this is why. If we didn't have people scheduled to come, I would totally isolate myself and sink into a hole. I just have this thing... I hate being fake, but I can't let people see me when I can't hold it together...so I just hide and try to survive. ...And hope that I still have some friends when I come back out (which hasn't been the case, lately.).






I'm sorry things are so rough right now. Maybe the doula-visit will help a bit. Is it PPD, do you think? I have nothing helpful but wanted to offer support, I am trying to send healing peaceful thoughts your way.

