I remember one night saying "just get the fuck off me" because my girl would not sleep unless she was suckling on my boob and it was 4am and I hadn't slept. It was so damn overwhelming.   You're always adapting but once you learn to not pressure yourself to perfection, things get better.   I nap when she naps, we do housework together, i watch her play in the puddle the dogs were just drinking out of 🤢🤢 and I have my strong bourbon or gin when husband gets home and keep up with self care. 