I probably need to get a massive grip.
We are having shit, shit nights with DC 3 who is 6 months. My husband works long hours. I get up early to walk dog before he goes, he's back late. I'm really knackered. He's been sleeping well. With the three children and his hours we don't have that much time when we're on top form with each other, chatting and laughing etc.
I perennially feel unloved by husband, which is annoying for both of is but he is very unemotional and comes across as very cold - which he accepts whereas I'm too much the other extreme.
He worked late on Wednesday (10 pm back), was out on Thursday, said he'd pop out for a quick drink tonight but won't be long, I said he could be as long as he liked and I wanted him to have a good time.
But yesterday I had an awful day with the children, dH rang for admin purposes and asked how day was and I told him that it was one of those days when I felt I was fucking up the children by big knowing how to deal with stuff (lying in this instance) and I felt exhausted.
When he got back he tried to fix it and told me I should go to bed at 8 etc when I don't because I want Rome just doing nothing really. We had a big argument and I said I felt awful at the moment, line I was a crap mother, shit about my body, about my body and everything. Because is told him not to present solutions all the time but try and empathise he just said that must be bad for me and rolled over to go to sleep, which resulted in further arguing and more of me feeling I don't matter at all to him.
On the back if this he came home tonight and a skirmish started with him refusing to accept my take on something and then left. Afterwards I sort of hoped that he'd come back early like I said, even though I said not to worry as supposed to go out tomorrow (first time in 10 months) and I just really want us to be ok.
I'm sorry I'm rambling.
I'm being unreasonable aren't i. I said it was ok, I can't expect him to guess that is love it if he did come back early. I need to just believe him when he says he loves me and not look for signs of it. I'm just tired and he's forgotten his keys. Sorry, sorry massive rambling