Where Do I Begin?

Well.... what can I tell you? Im a 1st time mum, my son is now 16 weeks old. I would like to state that whoever said 'the first few weeks of being a parent is the easiest', was wrong! Ah, ive experienced so much in these 16 weeks, so has my son, more than what a new baby should. I had set out to breastfeed but by the 3rd day I was sore to the point of tears and my son wasnt getting fed, shortly after we were made aware that he could be tongue tied. Why hadn't any of the midwives or paedeatric nurses seen this? We waited and waited for a referall but it never came.. By the 5th day I had no choice but to put him onto bottles. Things were looking up. The first 4 weeks seemed easy looking back; the nightime feeds never seemed to get me tired and down, baby would sleep anywhere at anytime and for long amounts of time. Me and his dad were living at my grandparents until we found a place to live, god that was stressfull more than being a new mum. Finally at 5 weeks we moved into a ground floor flat 7 minutes up the road from my family. And of course you can guess that my son was slightly unsettled at first, not to mention that he developed Reflux around this time; thus the start of the long and stressfull journey. We couldn't lie him down within an hour after his bottles, he was sick so much I was afraid he wasnt getting enough milk. So we got settled in and started our own little routine; then he began to seem unsettled and extremly sensitive, he would cry for hours and was unable to settle on his own and began to sleep on me. Our heath visitor said it was probably Colic and it was unsolvable really. Then one night he woke up for his 4am feed, I went to pick him up and he was scorching hot! I stripped him down to his vest, put on the fan and checked his temperature. He was 38.3 degrees c. So we took him to accident and emergency; he had contracted a urine infection. Over the 5 days he was in hospital he experienced the most unsettling stuff; he had fluid taken form his spine, blood taken and given antibiotics through a needle in his hand 6 times a day. We were so releived when we could finally come home, and we soon settled into a routine again. He had started going to sleep on his own and sleeping through the night. Then came the night we put him in his cot for the first time, he seemed to be unfazed by his new sleeping place but of course id started to rock him in my arms to settle him to sleep. At first I hadn't even noticed I was doing it but by the time I had it was too late. He started waking up every 3 hours in the night again even though hes not hungry and we couldn't understand why. And this is where I am now!