- 2 months ago
- Wedding: March 2018
Hi all. I’ve posted before on a previous username but forgot my password. Just made a new account. Also a long time lurker 🙂
I recently got an 11-week old kitten (brought home on Friday), and I’m having a much harder time adjusting than I thought I would. We did TONS of research and this was not a rash decision- we bought him all the best supplies, did tons of reading on behavior, set up a lovely little safe room for him to come home to, etc. The first few days were great. He warmed up to us quickly, went in the litterbox, super snuggly. I really thought we knew exactly what we were getting into. I knew he was just a baby and would be energetic/biting and whatnot, so this isn’t for lack of preparation. Just to get this out of the way- we got him through a breeder. He is a Siberian, and we used a breeder because he is hypoallergenic (needed for family allergies). I would have loved to go through a shelter, but it was either breeder or bust (Siberians are almost never in shelters). I spend months desperately wanting a cat, which makes me feel even more guilty.
Just for the record- the kitten has done absolutely nothing wrong. He’s just being a kitten. He runs around the room at top speed (the zoomies), gets into stuff, is experimenting with biting (soft) and clawing (playful), and needs to be played with. When I’m at home on my computer he crawls all over me and on my computer so it’s hard to work. I’m a teacher so I’m home for the summer, so I’ve been playing with him a few times a day for 20-30 minutes or so, which does help. He honestly is just doing exactly what I expected. And when he’s tired, he’s super snuggly and loving and will sleep with us on the couch. We are not allowing him in our room and he (so far), is happy to sleep on his own in his safe space and in the living room (no meowing, at least not yet ).
I know what I just described seems 100% normal for his age, but I’ve been having a really hard time adjusting to having a pet. I am crazy anxious about doing everything right for him (haven’t eaten in days), while simultaneously feeling resentful of not having my old life. I feel like I regret giving up my freedom, my quiet home, my time. And I feel anxious that I’m doing a bad job. I feel like I can’t leave him alone for too long, and I resent having to spend so much time with him. It’s tough because I understand it’s not his fault, and he loves us so much. Has anyone ever felt this way? I hope I can come to terms with it and this is just an adjustment period.
I worry that he’ll never calm down, and that I made a huge mistake. I worry that my life will never be the same. I worry about when I go back to work in September. Even with all my preparation, I somehow didn’t anticipate my reaction. Can you tell I struggle with big life transitions?
I’m guessing many of you will be mad at me, but I just had to get it out. I’m really strugging. I’ve been crying in the morning, not eating, and feeling incredibly anxious. Thanks for reading