ToFilling I would have said that but the fucker was working away from ds being 1 month old to being 8 months old. 4 nights sleep he had without a bf baby grunting at the side of him. And when he came home at weekends he never really woke when ds did.
Could have stabbed him several times a night while he was snoring peacefully and I was bfing 5 times a night, 7 days a week.
It definitely affected me though. I was so tired and emotional and bloody lonely. I felt very isolated and relied on dp coming home and being nice. He used to come home and try and stamp his authority over the household.
Once I realised what he was doing I snapped. We were doing some admin for the business, some invoices and wages. When I pointed out that we were paying more out than what we had pulled in he started chuntering that it was his fucking business and not my place to interfere.
I lost my shit right there. The business is in my name and always has been. We have always been equal, made decisions together and decided what to do with issues. I had pulled us out of the shit twice before, got payments numerous times from contractors that didn't want to pay and identified issues before they had even happened.
Told him because I was looking after a newborn and tired it didn't mean I was stupid. I could still do the maths. And if they weren't putting enough work up (we are builders) then they wouldn't be getting paid.
It was like ww3. That's when I told him to go. Have never been spoken to like that by him and wasn't starting now.
It worked though. I think he had a bit of a wake up call at that point. And we slowly got back to normal.
For us it was definitely the shift in me.being the independent, in control decision maker. To being a mum to a newborn and being a bit vulnerable and needing reassurance and support. It never dawned on him until I told him that he should do that.
We are good now though. But it definitely influenced my decision about having another baby.