Once again, found this as a letter to some girlfriends on an online forum about new born babies.

I know I complain about this a lot, but I don’t see many other people talking about it. I figure the only way you’re all going to tell me this is normal, that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and that things do ONE DAY get better, is if I say it myself. Or maybe that it’s happening to you too, and you’re having trouble dealing with it too.

Jaxon has been crying since 2pm. We’ve had about an hour of breaks…20 minutes here, 20 minutes there. It’s now nearly 11pm. We’ve taken him to the hospital to see the midwives and nothing is physically wrong with him. He’s just screaming his lungs out.

I’m not dealing with it, Tim is not dealing with it, and Jaxon is obviously not dealing with something either. I don’t know how much longer I can take this. I wonder how on earth people go on to have more children when the first months of their lives is hell. And I mean that, this feels like hell. My life has gone to sh!t.