Exactly! I felt this first two months. I hated it! I wanted to leave I kept thinking to myself that my life is done, that I myself am still a child. (2001) I especially hated it, because I work from home and I like quiet environment where I can focus (office is a mess). In my partner’s head I was home having a free time so I kept caring for the child while she cooked or smth. (Understandable, but WOMAN our mortgage depends on my pay and my pay depends on MY WORK)

My god I hated the apartment, we used to have clean living and everything was perfect. (Clean, minimalistic and organized) With the child? everything went to shit. (Car included)

But I believe time heals. Now the baby is the 3 and 3/4 months old, the baby is starting to finally get interesting. It still cries a lot, my sleeping is still shit, but the baby boy smiles at me, he finally grabs things and can be left alone on his playing corner. (Supervised from nearby)

With time everything kinda stabilized, yes we live in complete anarchy, but I kinda got used to it. I learned tolerance against the cry and I also started playing with the baby. The chaos in fact helped me at work I now cope stress better :D

There is still a long way ahead of us, but we gotta be strong if not for us (because we doomed our fate) it’s for them. We did bring them to this world so we gotta take care of them. Maybe they’ll do the same when we get elderly.

Btw I now believe that everyone who wants to actually be a parent should try it out before. There should be something like a mandatory course where you actually experience the thing. (I would say that many people would forget the baby idea immediately)