Other than me loving my husband and baby so much, nothings really going well. I’m tired being up all night and all day. I’m tired of being responsible for a baby 24/7 with no one to share the load. I’m tired of the constant cluster feeding. I’m tired of not getting to shower. I’m tired of never having a reason to put on make up or wear something cute. Even if I did, I’m tired of carrying this baby weight and my clothes being too small. I’m tired of being too exhausted to exercise, like I’d even have time to. I’m tired of sleeping in a different room than my husband cause he gets up early for work and we don’t want him waking the baby. I’m tired of going to bed at 8pm because it’s the only time I’d get a 3 hour stretch of sleep. I’m tired of going days without going outside cause of bad weather/newborn baby/Covid. I’m not ungrateful for my baby and I don’t hate my motherly duties I just am tired of never getting even one short break from them or ever feeling good about myself. It’s been 8 straight weeks with no break and the worst part is there isn’t one in sight.