I don't know where to begin but I feel like I'm drowning. Before I say anything else, of course I am safe. My son is 7 months old and he is a very energetic happy boy, but I have never felt the same since before I was pregnant.
I am in that stage of postpartum where I don't know who I am and I don't recognise myself. I have tried therapy and it just wasn't helping me. The endless nights of watching your partner go to bed but knowing that the bottles have to be washed and the laundry needs to be done, so you've got to pick the priority and that's your child's stuff. There are nights that I don't go to bed until 1 a.m. and days without showers. Keep in mind I am a uni student as well.
I'm at this point in motherhood where I feel so trapped. I've been told to go to mothers' groups but just the thought of getting out of the house is so incredibly hard. I've reached out to online mothers' groups and tried to make friends but it hasn't really worked.
I don't know how many other mums feel like this, where they just stare at their baby monitor every night, knowing that it's going to be Groundhog Day the next day. Feeling trapped inside their home with a young one, putting all of your priority into them but knowing that the time limit on their nap is so short that nothing can be done anyway.
It's a bit of a raw and real post but this is what stage of motherhood I am in. I would say I'm not enjoying it and I'm not thriving and I don't have my village. If any other mums feel like this, I would encourage you to comment. I hope I'm not the only one.
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I felt like this with my first daughter. Im always open for a chat.

I can 100% relate. It’s like I have capacity to take care of baby but not me really. I prioritise everything for him such as food, washing etc but then by the end of the day I’m too tired to do anything else. Genuinely impressed by how some mumma’s keep on top of everything.

I can relate. I have a 9.5 month old son.
What helped me was my faith. I stayed at home while my husband worked 15 hrs freshly postpartum. I started watching ‘Christian faith movies’ and it helped me to hold onto hope.
Prayer helps. Trusting someone up there is listening. I found a church in my neighbourhood and I met older ladies who helped to take care of my son. I got a break and had ppl carry him. They were like a stand-in family as I don’t have my family here.
I also started working 1 day a week looking after a young autistic child and my husband took care of our baby during that time. I do NDIS work and it was a blessing to slowly get a sense of self back and get out of the house on my own.
Every day is different, some hard, some hopelessness and some joyful. My baby is becoming more engaging and that’s been a joy and blessing to see it was all worth it 🙏✨🕊

Hey Bella! I can definitely resonate with some of this. I’m in Footscray so we live relatively close. Feel free to dm me x

Can you not ask your partner to help? Sharing the load is definitely helpful.
Being a mum is exhausting, Id also chat to your GP it could be postnatal depression.
You will make it out of the other side I promise ❤️

I can relate to this! It gets better. Hang in thers💜 my daughter is two now and I feel more of myself.

Hugely relate to this!! My daughter is almost 8 months old and it’s getting better but oh man it’s soooo hard. Honestly putting her in daycare 3 days a week has been my saving grace. And antidepressants but that’s another story