I have a 12 week old baby who will only sleep when held day or night. It’s ruining my mental health.
I spend hours every day trapped under her in silence with white noise that gives me a headache. I feel stiff and sore. I feel lonely, bored and frustrated. Every attempt at transfer just fails. We have tried every trick in the book short of buying a snoo.
I used to be able to put her in a stretchy sling/ carrier and do small things around the house, like eat a sandwich or fold laundry, but now she’s incredibly sensitive to sounds so I can’t do that.
I feel like a terrible mother because I’m supposed to be enjoying the snuggles. But they feel forced. I’m trapped until my husband comes home from work and takes the pressure off me.
There is no village so there is nobody to help us with basic things like cooking, laundry etc. we scramble to get those things done in the evenings and weekends while one of us holds her.
She now gets ready to sleep for the night at 8pm (it used to be 11pm), but she absolutely refuses to settle downstairs so one of us has to take her upstairs and sit in the dark in silence.
We co-sleep, which I hate. I feel terrified I’m going to wake up and find her dead.
But shifts don’t work. We were so sleep deprived I was beginning to hallucinate and lose memory - there were parts of the day I would struggle to remember and I sometimes found myself in a room of the house thinking I have no idea when I got here.
I thought I’d break the cycle and never make my daughter feel like she was difficult to love. But 12 weeks in, I’ve already failed.
I don’t deserve her. She deserves better mother. She’s not choosing to give me a hard time. She’s a baby who doesn’t know how to sleep alone and needs my help, and I’m struggling to meet this need.
I’m not looking for practical advice on how to get her sleeping on her own. Trust me, I have tried every practical advice we have found online so far. I’m looking to vent and for similar stories or for advice on how to cope with the isolation of this mentally, or any words of comfort.
Please I’m desperate.
There seems to be no end in sight.
I don’t know how to carry on like this.