This evening I did bedtime with my toddler and newborn alone. At bath time my toddler sang with me and covered my face in bubbles. Then she kept climbing out of her cot and taking off her nappy and the newborn wouldn’t go down and wouldn’t stop crying as I wasn’t producing enough milk. So I was darting between the two for a few hours and I started crying and my toddler cuddled me and kissed me better.
All this to say it was a total tit show, but there were pockets of pure love. I couldn’t possibly say that it was “unenjoyable”.