Thinking I might be one and done
My baby is 11mo and this year has been so hard. Breastfeeding was so hard for months, but we overcame the challenges and it’s wonderful now. But sleep, oh my goodness the sleep is horrendous and it has been the whole time, just varying degrees of worse. The rage I feel about waking 8 times in the night to breastfeed my baby who pinches and scratches me.. ugh. He fights sleep so much and I just need more sleep desperately. I love my child, I do. But I don’t feel much love for motherhood if that makes sense? I don’t love what having a baby entails. I don’t think I’m enjoying it as I thought I would.
I always thought I’d have two children, and up until a couple of months ago I still wanted another, but now I’m just burnt out and I want my body back and I feel so terribly that I just don’t want to do this again. But I want my baby to have a sibling, and my husband wants another baby. He would support me if I truly didn’t want another, though.
This is rambly and directionless, but basically I’m just struggling with the thought of doing this again, and also struggling with the thought of not having another. Anyone else in the same boat?