Being a mom; the afterglow. (Ranting in public)
I have post partum depression. I get 2 hours of sleep a night. I’m stuck at home alone with my baby 80 percent of the time. I only get to shower maybe once a week because all of my time is consumed by baby. I’m 24 and I feel like I grew up in two years and my life is now over. My husband smokes weed, which. I hate with all my soul and the fact that I’m caring for the baby while he smokes makes me despise it more. I feel alone 100 percent of the time even around others. My husband is the only one keen to my post partum depression but still he barely notices I’m down unless I’m not speaking to him because I’m upset by something. When in actuality I’m down all the time but only mad a small amount of the time. I’ve lost 15 pounds in two weeks because I don’t eat because I can’t leave the baby to make food without her wailing out for attention, food, diaper changes. No one seems to understand that I actually WANT to eat. They think I’m being negligent and scold me. I’m so over this whole thing.