Im finally coming to terms with the fact that I may be suffering from PPD. From day one I haven't felt connected with my daughter and I've been miserable at home. My daughter is a month old. Sometimes when she cries I get way more frustrated than I should and I put her down and have to continuously tell myself she's just a baby and needs me and can't help it. I have to put her down and breathe for a moment so I don't break down. I love her but there have been quite a few moments that I've regretted becoming a mom and I feel so horrible about that. On top of everything I don't feel like eating, I don't want to leave my room (but I do because otherwise my boyfriend gets on me about it), I feel like he and I are losing our connection and I just want to go back to work so that I can get away from the baby for a few hours and home and actually be around people.