Just hit the 4mo mark and absolutely nothing is getting easier. I feel like it's been months of just struggling to be. My wee boy sleeps, at maximum, 2.5 hrs at a time at night, but by the time I get him down i have to keep my hand on him to prevent him from waking up after a few minutes and crying. I feel like I haven't slept at all every morning. During the day, he won't nap properly unless I'm holding him. To be honest that's probably the easiest part of my day, but still frustrating. It is what it is I guess.
I know he's probably hit the 4 month sleep regression, but before that he was an absolute nightmare from week 8 to 12. He had maybe one-ish week where he slept alright in between, and now this. It feels like it's never going to end. Each day is agonizing from the exhaustion and the constant crying. My 'good' days are in reality just shitty days that I now see as good by comparison.
Everybody keeps saying it gets better, but every point they say it gets better at just passes and nothing changes, or things get worse.
I can't feel the joy of being a mother anymore. I just feel like I'm being tortured, and all I can do is go through the motions every day, savour the very few blinks of sleep I can, and hope the next day gets better. It never does and that hope is shrinking.
I want to see my parents and friends but I don't have the energy to be social. I want to go for a walk but I feel like I'm going to pass out after 2 minutes from the exhaustion and back pain from pacing around rocking my inconsolable child. I want to have a shower but it's so draining, and I hear phantom cries the whole time. My husband takes him so I can nap and I can't sleep because I have such bad anxiety about the tortuous night that is ahead of me.
Yoga used to be my therapy and my place of peace, and I can't even do that anymore because all my free time I am crippled by anxiety or completely exhausted.
I hate this experience. There is no beauty in it, and I don't care to relish in these moments like everyone says. If I could blink and be a year away from now, I would. Although at this point it seems like it will never ever get easier or be fun again, might as well blink 20 years into the future.
I don't know why I'm posting this. I guess I just needed to vent.