I'm 37wks pregnant. My husband was away all summer so I was doing everything around the house and looking after our 2 children under 6 years old. His dad was ill and then died when he went to be with him and the funeral for 6 weeks.
When he came back (mid September) I thought he would help me get the house in shape for the baby. A bit of painting, sorting out drawers and taking old baby clothes from the attic. He hasn't done anything. He'll get the grocery shopping sometimes and has dropped dd to school in the morning about 5 times since he's been back. Hell also cook once or twice a week but even then I'm the one finishing up and washing the dishes.
Last week he emptied the bins (his only job in the house I really do expect him to do) and left a black bin bag filled with rubbish in the kitchen. It stunk. I have pgp and can't lift up heavy things. I've been asking him for 6 days to throw that bin in the green bin outside and he keeps making excuses like its raining or let it fill up a bit.
This morning was our bin collection day. I text him from bed when he was downstairs to throw the bins out and he said ok. I went to sleep thinking he'd done them.
This morning I woke up and the fuckinh bins and the recycling is still in the fucking kitchen. So I shout up at him he hasn't thrown the bins out. I admittedly when ballistic but didnt shout or anything I just started crying and packed up the heavy bin and dragged it outside myself at 7.30am whilst trying to control my crying. He heard me and got pissed off and started saying I was a barking like a dog and he said he'd do them and then snatched the second bag from my hand and went and got the recycling stuff and put it out.
I couldn't stop crying and dd wasn't getting ready for school. I waited until 8.30 and she was still upstairs playing. He was in the shower and didnt even attempt to get her ready. So I screamed at her from downstairs to get ready. 5 mins later she came down and ate breakfast. He came down at 8.45 and said some horrible things to me about controlling my mouth and I'm a bitch to our children and I have bad way of talking. Really horrible stuff. Then he swore at my dead mum for raising me like a bitch and took my dd and dropped her off to school. I admit, when he swore at my mum I said the same thing back to him as he was leaving.
Then he came back home and told me to pack his bags and hell take them this evening.
Since then we've exchanged messages and he's called me a bitch and hates me. I haven't sworn at him once but I have kept reminding him how he told our dd last Sunday that I had died when I was in Boots buying stuff for my hospital bag. My dd had run inside and said it loudly that daddy had told her I had died and she looked upset. I was so embarrassed and everyone was looking At us. I am so upset.
What kind of man tells his 5 year old her mum is dead? Then he's telling me I need to control my mouth when talking to my children? I have started shouting at them I know that but I'm so stressed out. The house is a mess. How can I bring a baby home in mess?
I haven't said anything to him apart from shout that he hadnt put the bins out. Sorry it's so long. I'm so angry and crying right now.
I have a midwife appointment to get to now so ill reply when I'm back. Thanks for reading I know it's stupidly long.