I feel like I don’t have the “village” everyone talks about, and it’s really starting to weigh on me.
My son’s dad is a bus driver, and he complains every single day about how demanding his job is. I don’t want to be unfair, but from my perspective, it’s frustrating—especially because on his two days off, he doesn’t really step in to help with our son. He’s currently staying with me while he’s house hunting, and I still have to ask him just to take our son out so I can get a break, or even to clean up after himself.
We’re not together, and most of the time I feel like I’m doing everything on my own. I’m the one caring for our son 24/7. Even when his dad does take him out, there’s always an attitude, like he’s sacrificing his only free time, rather than just being a parent. Sometimes it feels like he doesn’t even know how to parent—I still have to remind him about basic things like dressing him properly or bringing a jacket when it’s cold.
My mum isn’t much support either. I honestly envy women who can rely on their parents for help and get regular breaks. When I leave my son with her, she complains constantly and makes me feel uncomfortable. Yesterday, I asked her to watch him while I prepared the house for new carpets—it was just for safety. Not even an hour later, she called me saying I should come get him because “I’m not doing anything anyway.” Then she showed up at my door with him.
It feels like the only time I ever get a real break is when I leave the country and have to pay my mum or sister to watch him. That’s the only way I can get any time to myself.
I’m exhausted. I feel like I’m doing this completely alone, and it’s overwhelming. Lately, I’ve even been thinking about moving to another country with my son, just to start fresh and build a happier, more peaceful life for us.