sadmummyof2
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I'm one week post partum with my second child, a girl. My eldest (a boy) is just turned 3. When I had my son I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him. I had the usual baby blues and had trouble feeding the first few weeks and the guilt I felt at not being able to feed him (breastfeed) was immense. I felt like a complete failure. Like he deserved a better mummy. I'd sit and cry and apologise to him for being such a crap mummy and tell him he deserved better. But the feeding resolved itself and we moved on and I loved being a mummy.
We decided to try for another one. And I just expected to feel the same instant love I felt for my son. But instead I feel almost ambivalent towards my daughter. I resent her because it feels like all she's doing right now is taking me away from spending time with my son. I no longer have all the time in the world for him and I feel horrendously guilty about that, it feels like I have to constantly apologise for it. I take any opportunity to spend more time with him than with her and get irritated and upset of she then needs feeding at that precise moment. And as a result I feel like I'm pushing her away to prove to my son that he's still the most important thing to me and that he's not being replaced. I'd rather leave her in her cot and spend time with my son than let him play alone while I hold the baby. At the minute I'm pretty much only holding her when I'm feeding or changing her. I don't talk to her. I don't coo over her. I resent her needing me. When I'm holding her, feeding her etc it feels like a betrayal to my son. Part of me doesn't even want to love her because I don't want to feel like I'm being disloyal to my son. But at the same time I look at her and feel sad knowing that if this lasts and if I don't ever develop normal "love" feelings for her then we'll be like strangers and she'll most likely realise she's treated differently to her brother, and I don't want her to feel that way. I know she deserves just as much time and attention as my son and since she's been born I'm her anchor, her familiar thing, but she doesn't feel familiar to me. She may as well be somebody elses baby that I've just got to look after. When my son used to cry as a little newborn baby (and actually even now) it practically physically hurts me, I get an uncontrollable need to make sure he's ok and to fix ehatever the problem is. When she cries I just feel irritated because it most likely means she's hungry whixh means that's another 15-20mins she'll be attached to me. When I look at her I just feel sad. Because I know she deserves better. And right now I don't have a clue how to BE better. I just keep crying because I know my time to sort this out and to properly bond with her is so very limited. I'm scared I'll always feel this way. I'm scared I'll always feel like having her was a huge mistake. I feel so alone and so ashamed of these feelings. I feel dreadfully guilty because I know she's just a tiny baby and doesn't deserve to have any of these negative feelings aimed at her. I don't know what to do. I don't feel like I can tell anyone.
I'm one week post partum with my second child, a girl. My eldest (a boy) is just turned 3. When I had my son I fell in love with him as soon as I saw him. I had the usual baby blues and had trouble feeding the first few weeks and the guilt I felt at not being able to feed him (breastfeed) was immense. I felt like a complete failure. Like he deserved a better mummy. I'd sit and cry and apologise to him for being such a crap mummy and tell him he deserved better. But the feeding resolved itself and we moved on and I loved being a mummy.
We decided to try for another one. And I just expected to feel the same instant love I felt for my son. But instead I feel almost ambivalent towards my daughter. I resent her because it feels like all she's doing right now is taking me away from spending time with my son. I no longer have all the time in the world for him and I feel horrendously guilty about that, it feels like I have to constantly apologise for it. I take any opportunity to spend more time with him than with her and get irritated and upset of she then needs feeding at that precise moment. And as a result I feel like I'm pushing her away to prove to my son that he's still the most important thing to me and that he's not being replaced. I'd rather leave her in her cot and spend time with my son than let him play alone while I hold the baby. At the minute I'm pretty much only holding her when I'm feeding or changing her. I don't talk to her. I don't coo over her. I resent her needing me. When I'm holding her, feeding her etc it feels like a betrayal to my son. Part of me doesn't even want to love her because I don't want to feel like I'm being disloyal to my son. But at the same time I look at her and feel sad knowing that if this lasts and if I don't ever develop normal "love" feelings for her then we'll be like strangers and she'll most likely realise she's treated differently to her brother, and I don't want her to feel that way. I know she deserves just as much time and attention as my son and since she's been born I'm her anchor, her familiar thing, but she doesn't feel familiar to me. She may as well be somebody elses baby that I've just got to look after. When my son used to cry as a little newborn baby (and actually even now) it practically physically hurts me, I get an uncontrollable need to make sure he's ok and to fix ehatever the problem is. When she cries I just feel irritated because it most likely means she's hungry whixh means that's another 15-20mins she'll be attached to me. When I look at her I just feel sad. Because I know she deserves better. And right now I don't have a clue how to BE better. I just keep crying because I know my time to sort this out and to properly bond with her is so very limited. I'm scared I'll always feel this way. I'm scared I'll always feel like having her was a huge mistake. I feel so alone and so ashamed of these feelings. I feel dreadfully guilty because I know she's just a tiny baby and doesn't deserve to have any of these negative feelings aimed at her. I don't know what to do. I don't feel like I can tell anyone.