I raised five kids all on breastmilk and never understood how or why some women could not. That all changed with my fifth, she was lactose intolerant and it took my DH's neice only one look and she saw my girl's bulging belly, drawn up knees, bow legs to tell me very kindly I should try Soy formula. I did, and that 19 y/o girl/woman still loves her Soy. It was a long three months of painful breastfeeding her, with mastitis and no doctor helping at any of the doctor visits I made. Just told me to soak myself w/hot packs or cold packs which did no good at all.
All five of my babies slept w/me. I had to make meals for myself and kids so I canned moose meat and fish so it'd be a quick meal as young children are very hungry once they realize it so if you're to have a happy child, they need instant feeding and the DH was no help except when he left to find comfort in other women's company.
Sleep when they sleep, wake when they wake, their world is now your world and no one was made to be a robot and follow a manmade schedule. Those 5 minute naps are called POWER naps and can really charge you for as long as the baby is awake, then sleep again when the babe is sleeping. Animals in the wild do it this way and it works.
I also packed my kids on my back, used a swing in the room I was in, and the most wonderful thing since I had no man to help was my dogs. Both of those dogs would lie down next to the babies and keep the babies warm and protected while the baby would take a hand and play with the dog's hair while I hurried thru a quick meal preparation, take a bit of time w/the baby and then the dog helped again while I washed the dishes.
I look at pics now from those hard times and I was skin and bones, calouses I thought were permanently etched on my knees, pulled a wagon with the lil ones and the groceries to the store and home again, and what I see in those pics are happy kids, happy dogs, and a clean house- so clean it looks boring...but I was trying to meet my mother's expectations that I grew up with, "appearances are everything" was and is her motto.
My motto is "happiness is everything" and "when the going gets tough, the tough get going" since I had no one to help me, I had to do it, and I wanted the kids happy, we were happy.
I had a younger friend who was raising kids who always complained to me, daily, "I just NEED a BREAK!" Well, she got a nice long break when she got colon cancer and died. She left six children behind.
Try enjoying every moment, your house is your den, feel comfortable within your den and with your babe. See if your area has a kindergym where mothers and their children can meet and support each other while the kids play. Some mothers take advantage of chatting too much and ignore their children but believe me, all of us mothers felt at one time or another we desperately needed another adult to speak to and share times with as all we were chatting to 24-7 was children LOL.
You know you need to make changes in your routine when you begin baby talking to anyone other than babies...Big Hugs, a lot of us have been there and done that and we are survivors with happy children, you will be, too.
edited to correctly type my fifth child's age, no glasses on, having a fight w/shingles near my eye, got shingles when that same fifth child only got one chicken pox on her ankle and then when chicken pox went around again, she, my MIL and myself all got shingles...I'd had chicken pox as a child, too.