Probably ppd

I just kinda need to rant

I absolutely f*@#ing hate being a mom.

I love my kid and all he is and all he does, but I hate how much it’s altered my life. I never get a break because I don’t trust my husband to be alone with him. Which sucks because he was more excited about the baby than I was and now all he does is get short tempered with him or hate taking care of him.

I hate that I can’t take a drive by myself or that my husband absolutely cannot be bothered to take him to the babysitter because he “needs to sleep” but doesn’t need to be at work until two hours after me.

I’m just so sick of sacrificing my life and it makes me so sick and I resent absolutely everyone and everything and I have a short temper and I just cannot feel anything but numb.

To be clear, my resentment is towards everything but my son. I just cannot be upset with him. He’s so sweet and well behaved and so smart.