I don't quite know what is wrong with me, but today I feel like I'm on the verge of going completely nuts. I'm doing a doctorate, I have a very high energy, bright and lovely toddler, and my partner works hard doing freelance work. I'm responsible for 90% of the housework, my partner usually cleans the kitchen up at the end of the day but not always. Sometimes he'll do something else, like hoover, but this happens about once every 2 weeks (it needs to be done every other day at the very least, due to toddler crumbs and stuff everywhere). I don't consider myself to be uptight domestically, but I do really hate it when stuff feels like it's really dirty and festering (like it does in this heat, especially). We're also potty training at the moment, and my son likes to poo in random places, plus there's a lot of laundry. On top of this, I do all the shopping, cooking, meal planning, and dh never arranges anything to do socially - that's also my responsibility. We don't have a cleaner.
Basically, I feel ok 75% of the time, the, like yesterday and today, when my son is going a bit bonkers or being particularly demanding, I just feel like I can't cope. Then I start feeling unappreciated, and like things aren't fair. I don't even know if I'm being rational or irrational any more. I just feel like I can't really think straight about things. I just wish my partner could make me feel a bit more appreciated, I feel like because he's the one earning at the moment, everything else has to bend around him. And quite rightly, but I do feel like occasionally I could do with a bunch of flowers, or a night out arranged by him (e.g. where he sorts out the babysitter and thinks of somewhere to go). I don't feel like these things are massive things to ask, but they just never happen, and so life just feels like a bit of a slog at the moment.
I'm worried that I'm becoming depressed and about the effects this might (or will) have on my precious son. Dh and I are due to get married soon, and I keep thinking, 'Do I really want to marry someone who doesn't seem to be able to think about me?' Then I think I'm just being selfish and mental, that he's working his arse off for us, and that's wonderful, and in many many ways he's such a good man, any mistakes are unintentional and he's not remotely spiteful. But I just feel uncared for. And I don't know what to do about it.
I was thinking of checking myself into a spa hotel for a night just to get away, but it would feel sad staying somewhere alone. But I feel like I'm going to explode with frustration and sadness at the moment, and I just don't know what to do.
I'm open to suggestions, please be gentle!