The first year on maternity leave, doing anything other than sleep is an impossible task, and there is no point in raising the bar of expectations for yourself. Inflated expectations from oneself will result in expectations of family help. The woman herself, her relationship with the child, and relationships in the family will be destroyed. And the first year of a child’s life can become the milestone after which there will be so many mutual grievances that further family life will become impossible. Such couples often struggle for the sake of the child for several more years, after which hatred for the spouse reaches such proportions that love for the child and concern for his future outgrows, and divorce seems to be salvation. But everything collapses in the first year. A woman believes that her husband should be eternally grateful to her for the miracle of birth, and a man believes that a woman should be eternally grateful for the fact that his support allowed her to achieve what anyone can do, which many women dream of. That is, in the first year of a child and there are so many things to do, including restoring health and sleep. And that includes not hating your spouse. But then monotony and boredom begin, and the woman asks: I’m climbing the wall, is there something wrong with me? After all, objectively everything in life is beautiful. Or would no one be able to withstand such monotony? No one could, but the solution here is not to be able to. It’s about organizing other leisure activities for yourself. Ideally, a part-time job, if during this time there is something left from your profession. Or study by profession. The fact that there is no strength is not an indicator: they will appear as soon as there is a significant goal, supported by socialization. Considering rest as an outlet is like going to a beauty salon to raise self-esteem. It will not help for long, and you need to be sure that there will be no regrets about the money spent. Otherwise, when the effect wears off, you can end up staying where you were, only reproaching yourself for wastefulness. By the way, you can imagine what kind of training this money could have been spent on, how long the nanny would have been, or how much part-time work would have been necessary for this. Because if you don’t imagine it now, it will still happen after the rest. But it’s useless to try to shift the solution to this problem to your husband. He won’t be able to understand the seriousness of the situation (unless by chance he’s a psychologist), and he won’t be able to help. He doesn’t know what is needed, and requests, and even more so demands, will worsen relations in this already difficult period. Still, every happiness has its own blacksmith.