TheOtherVillainess
Luminous beings we are, not this crude matter.....
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Yesterday was one of the worst days I've had since I became a mother. Thursday morning, I got up and fed DS around 7 am. He spit up all over his white outfit he was wearing and I didn't want the stain to set, so I changed him and put the outfit in the duck bathroom sink to soak. I turned on the cold water to soak it and somehow managed to forget about it. Half an hour later, I get up because I think I hear DH in the shower and go to check. It turns out there is two inches of water on the bathroom floor as well as the hallwaybecause I forgot to turn the water off. The entire hallway carpet is soaked and we end up spending almost an hour and a half trying to clean it up. We borrowed a wet/dry vac and some fans from DNeighbor to try and get the floor dried up. We've still got fans on it, hoping to dry it up as much as we possibly can so it doesn't mold or something.
Normally..doing something as stupid as that would tick me off because it was a stupid mistake, but yesterday, something about that accident set me off. I ended up spending most of the day crying my eyes out, yelling at DH and DS and I'm not sure why I was yelling at them. All I know is I felt really upset and I felt like I might hurt DS if I held him or fed him or whatever. I still feel t hat way today..I'm scared to touch him, scared to feed him, scared that his crying might set me off and I'll start beating the **** outta him and won't be able to stop. My confidence in what little parenting abilities I seemed to have has shattered into a million pieces. I've even thought about calling in sick to work today just to stay home and examine what's going on in my head, but I know I can't. We need the money too bad.
I think this is what they call Postpartum Depression, but I'm not sure. Not really. I want to call Dr.Boyd and talk to her,but I don't know if it would help or make things worse. I should be able to handle these feelings on my own, shouldn't I? I mean..if I'm having PPD, doesn't that mean I'm just weak and a bad parent? I don't know what to think anymore. I can't seem to focus on anything for very long. I'm surprised I'm able to focus long enough to put my thoughts down since I've had the attention span of a two year old lately.
Everything seems to be crumbling..I just can't seem to keep up with DH and the baby and the house. He said yesterday he didn't care what the house looked like but I care. It bothers me that it's turned into a pigsty because by the time I get home from work, I'm too tired to do anything except MAYBE cook dinner, feed DS and fall asleep on the couch. I don't have the energy to work out, therefore my weight won't go down and I'll just get fatter and fatter and fatter. I'm scared of turning into one of those 700 lb monsters you see on TV.
The last week or so, I've felt more like DS' babysitter than his mother since I'm with him so rarely. I see him in the morning when I get up, I go to work and DH goes to work, taking him to DMIL's for the day. I don't see him again until late in the evening or sometime late that night when DH finally gets home from work with him because DMIL doesn't want to drive all the way out here to drop him off after I get off work. By the time DH gets home usually, I'm asleep or getting ready for bed and DS is out, too. So it's not like we have a lot of interaction. I feel like he sees the inside of DH's car and his grandparents more than he sees me right now.
But then again..if I'm having full on freak out meltdowns like I did yesterday, I'd rather him NOT see me at all. I know that sounds bad, but I don't want him to get hurt because I'm going off the rails on the crazy train. I want him to be safe and I don't think he can be safe around me anymore. I kinda tossed out the idea of getting divorced to keep him safe from me yesterday but DH said he wouldn't do it. He said we could get through this, we'd figure it out somehow but divorce was not the answer. I suggested selling the house so I could be a SAHMmie but he said that was out,too. We'd worked too hard to get this house and then to fix it up and get it ready for DS' arrival to sell it now. I suggested selling my car, he said that wasn't an option either. Every option I came up with for me being a SAHMMie was roundly thrown ou t by DH.
I know I asked him at least a couple of times yesterday to lock me up in a rubber room so I didn't hurt anyone..not him, not the baby, not myself. He said that was a stupid idea, that I would get through this because I'm tough and it couldn't keep me down for long. He said this was happening because my hormones were still outta whack from the birth and the BCPs weren't helping any at all.
I don't know what's going on with me..I don't like screaming at DH or the baby. I don't like the way I felt yesterday or now. I'm scared I'm going to hurt someone..possibly the baby. I wish I could stop feeling this way but I don't know how to make it stop.
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Normally..doing something as stupid as that would tick me off because it was a stupid mistake, but yesterday, something about that accident set me off. I ended up spending most of the day crying my eyes out, yelling at DH and DS and I'm not sure why I was yelling at them. All I know is I felt really upset and I felt like I might hurt DS if I held him or fed him or whatever. I still feel t hat way today..I'm scared to touch him, scared to feed him, scared that his crying might set me off and I'll start beating the **** outta him and won't be able to stop. My confidence in what little parenting abilities I seemed to have has shattered into a million pieces. I've even thought about calling in sick to work today just to stay home and examine what's going on in my head, but I know I can't. We need the money too bad.
I think this is what they call Postpartum Depression, but I'm not sure. Not really. I want to call Dr.Boyd and talk to her,but I don't know if it would help or make things worse. I should be able to handle these feelings on my own, shouldn't I? I mean..if I'm having PPD, doesn't that mean I'm just weak and a bad parent? I don't know what to think anymore. I can't seem to focus on anything for very long. I'm surprised I'm able to focus long enough to put my thoughts down since I've had the attention span of a two year old lately.
Everything seems to be crumbling..I just can't seem to keep up with DH and the baby and the house. He said yesterday he didn't care what the house looked like but I care. It bothers me that it's turned into a pigsty because by the time I get home from work, I'm too tired to do anything except MAYBE cook dinner, feed DS and fall asleep on the couch. I don't have the energy to work out, therefore my weight won't go down and I'll just get fatter and fatter and fatter. I'm scared of turning into one of those 700 lb monsters you see on TV.
The last week or so, I've felt more like DS' babysitter than his mother since I'm with him so rarely. I see him in the morning when I get up, I go to work and DH goes to work, taking him to DMIL's for the day. I don't see him again until late in the evening or sometime late that night when DH finally gets home from work with him because DMIL doesn't want to drive all the way out here to drop him off after I get off work. By the time DH gets home usually, I'm asleep or getting ready for bed and DS is out, too. So it's not like we have a lot of interaction. I feel like he sees the inside of DH's car and his grandparents more than he sees me right now.
But then again..if I'm having full on freak out meltdowns like I did yesterday, I'd rather him NOT see me at all. I know that sounds bad, but I don't want him to get hurt because I'm going off the rails on the crazy train. I want him to be safe and I don't think he can be safe around me anymore. I kinda tossed out the idea of getting divorced to keep him safe from me yesterday but DH said he wouldn't do it. He said we could get through this, we'd figure it out somehow but divorce was not the answer. I suggested selling the house so I could be a SAHMmie but he said that was out,too. We'd worked too hard to get this house and then to fix it up and get it ready for DS' arrival to sell it now. I suggested selling my car, he said that wasn't an option either. Every option I came up with for me being a SAHMMie was roundly thrown ou t by DH.
I know I asked him at least a couple of times yesterday to lock me up in a rubber room so I didn't hurt anyone..not him, not the baby, not myself. He said that was a stupid idea, that I would get through this because I'm tough and it couldn't keep me down for long. He said this was happening because my hormones were still outta whack from the birth and the BCPs weren't helping any at all.
I don't know what's going on with me..I don't like screaming at DH or the baby. I don't like the way I felt yesterday or now. I'm scared I'm going to hurt someone..possibly the baby. I wish I could stop feeling this way but I don't know how to make it stop.


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