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Ye just ranting.
Parents came back from holiday to help out and im in talks with a nanny service.
Its hard though. I take my hat off to single parents. Its a lot to manage.
Its super hard. Also around my son om chill. I think of all that gets me the most is the inability to sit 5 minutes n smoke, to keep going.
I told the parents to go sleep. They were if great help yesterday i did actually get to sleep 4 hours.
I do get murderous rage fits though. Also im not reaching out to the internets. Merely a great platform to regulate pent up frustrations to keep as sane as possible
Shame man, I hope you at least get some more sleep in somewhere. I know you probably hear this a lot now but it does get better.Ye just ranting.
Parents came back from holiday to help out and im in talks with a nanny service.
Its hard though. I take my hat off to single parents. Its a lot to manage.
Its super hard. Also around my son om chill. I think of all that gets me the most is the inability to sit 5 minutes n smoke, to keep going.
I told the parents to go sleep. They were if great help yesterday i did actually get to sleep 4 hours.
I do get murderous rage fits though. Also im not reaching out to the internets. Merely a great platform to regulate pent up frustrations to keep as sane as possible
If the grand parents are able to help in the day... Get a night nurse.Ye just ranting.
Parents came back from holiday to help out and im in talks with a nanny service.
Its hard though. I take my hat off to single parents. Its a lot to manage.
Its super hard. Also around my son om chill. I think of all that gets me the most is the inability to sit 5 minutes n smoke, to keep going.
I told the parents to go sleep. They were if great help yesterday i did actually get to sleep 4 hours.
I do get murderous rage fits though. Also im not reaching out to the internets. Merely a great platform to regulate pent up frustrations to keep as sane as possible
I hate every god damn second. Son started as a miscarriage , then he wasnt one and born 3 months early at 26 weeks. Operations, 3 months in nicu. Came out 2 weeks ago. Mom severe ptsd. Gets anxiety / panic attacks triggered when she sees our son.
So she cant look after him. I spent all my leave days and was due back to work yesterday. Had to take unpaid leave.
I am not programmed nor designed to sit with a child on my chest for 24 / 7.
He has severe reflux. Cant put him down, cant have a fking smoke in peace cause if i do put him down he vomits.
Sometimes i feel like just throwing him against the wall. I have not slept in 16 days. I hallucinate, i see double.
And my only option is to sit here and wait for the day i do go into a murderous rage.
I feel like murdering everyone. Or getting in my car and just drive until i run out of money. Men are not supposed to be single caregivers. Especially to a newborn premmie with medications, 3 hourly feeds and incapable of being put in a bed.
To top it all off i have to go sit at the place my wife is busy recovering at. So i drive home to go feed my now neglected dogs in the morning n the evenings.
I just spilled 2 of his bottles and half his fcking feed leaving him with a watery substance. Have u tried washing bottles, prepping feeds and cleaning syringes with one hand while holding a crying baby in the other.
Im so tired of this sht. I seriously doubt i will survive this another week.
I can better understand why that guy un auz murdered his 3 children the mother n grandma.
Ptsd + severe sleep deprivation really does a number on your mood.
I feel guilty for getting do frustrated. But here i am. Just after midnight, with son on chest, waiting.,, counting the minutes before i get to change another diaper, spill another feed. Counting the days, weeks or months that i might or might not get to take a fvking nap. 1 nap. 1 nap. 1
Just fvking one nap in 2 weeks is all i ask. Days are moments. Everything is one big blur. I cannot distinguish between the day he came home n now.
Im so extatic to think that there is no end in sight, tomorrow work is gonna start asking questions. And what do i say?
Oh sorry just give me another 3 years fvking leave until my wife recovers from het illness. Cool thx appreciate it
His wife is so badly ptsd that she doesnt want the child and is in a cushy place somewhere demanding more of his time to go visit while dealing with the premmie stress single handedly.I've been where you are so please know this, I hear you and can fully understand. Having an extreme prem child is a very difficult experience and it impacts folks in many ways. The first year or so is the most difficult, as not only are you trying to cope with being a parent but also the additional stresses of the premie. For you both, I'd seek counseling and it is covered as you suffered a major trauma event. Try get support from anyone and everyone around you but in the end, you and your wife will find a way. May sound cliche but you will eventually. We are lucky enough that I earned enough for the wife to stay at home and care vs having another do so. That may not be an option in today's modern climate but seriously look into it vs expenses of care.
The best advice was one our pead gave us at the time. Take each day at a time, don't blame yourselves and talk if you need it.
@OP where are you based?