I went to babysit my eldest grandchild when he was a few months old as his Mother had PND. I took a alarm pad with me but I also slept in the same room, as I was going to feed him during the night. The first night I thought I was going to die from lack of sleep and anxiety. I fed him expressed breast milk, expressed during the day.
I got into a routine. I washed, cooked cleaned looked after his Father ( who was working) and his sick Mum , who was working). I did it for 5 weeks, day and night. His Mum couldn’t breast feed him in the early morning, because of the anti-depressants she was on.
Every morning i walked half a mile to a cafe and shopped. I had enough time to have a cup of tea in the cafe, before he woke up. I napped during the day, when he napped,
I naturally formed a strong bond with him. I loved him with all my heart and I look back on that time as being a privilege.
My son in law got a bit jealous of my relationship and asked him ( when he could speak) “ who do you love best Daddy or Grannie.” I felt a bit hurt by his question. Luckily my super intelligent grandson said “ I love you both”