Sorry if this is long, I'll try not to waffle.
We have a 2 year old, and are expecting our second baby end of summer. Our DD was breastfed so I did all the nighttimes. I expressed milk in hope of him taking a bottle so DH could do a few feeds every now and again, but he never put in the time or effort, and she wouldn't take a bottle from me so in the she never took one. She didn't wean fully until 20 months, which I am proud of, but it definitely took its toll on me. She used to refuse cows milk and didn't eat a great deal so relied on me. Eventually I weaned her and things got a bit easier. I had hoped that DP would start to help out at bed times since there was no longer the 'I don't have boobs so I can't settle her' excuse. But it doesn't happen, he has tried twice and because it was a struggle he won't bother. This is the biggest issue, I'm worried about how I'm going to cope when our new baby arrives.
DP works at home 8-6(often during the evening on his own projects) so I get no time. It's presumed that I cook dinner every night, which I don't mind. I love cooking, but it's losing it's enjoyment because I have a toddler hanging off my leg because DP is often busy working instead of playing with her. DP will only do housework if things get into a state, and will often be a bit of a martyr. I then do bath and bedtime, which recently takes until 9 to get DD to sleep so by the time I come downstairs I'm knackered. I'll then have to come and load the dishwasher since DH will either be sitting watching TV, or working on a project.
I'm so grateful that he works so hard for us, I'm a SAHM so it's lovely being able to care for DD full time but I feel like I'm losing myself.
My plan was to work from home just to earn a little bit of money. Either sewing (which I have a degree in of sorts) or another passion is photography. However DD is very clingy so I can't do anything like this around her, and since my evenings start so late I'm too tired to study or sew! I have asked several times if I could attend a photography course one evening a week for a couple of months which DP was happy about, but he never made an active effort to get DD to bed or take control of her routine so I knew she would be unhappy, so I obviously couldn't enjoy it. DP is supportive on the surface, but when it comes down to doing his share of childcare to enable me to make a career it just doesn't happen.
I suffer from depression so I do struggle. A lot. It's especially bad in pregnancy for me, so some days I struggle to do much around the house. I'm ashamed with how untidy it is, but with my toddler, and how exhausted depression is leaving me I just can't seem to change it. I feel that if I could get some me time in the evenings then I could start tha next day with a better outlook and would have more motivation, but right now I'm miserable. I need more of a routine, I've asked DP if he could just watch DD for 10 minutes in the morning so I can hop in the shower and get myself ready (DD makes things like this a nightmare, she will cry and scream if I leave her or throw everything within reach it I let her stay whilst I shower) but he comes down in the morning, has a coffee and a cigarette, uses the bathroom and gets straight to work. His life hasn't had to change at all since having a baby.
At weekends he will do his own projects whilst I take car of DD, or if we go out then he will come because of course that's the fun bit of parenting! I have spoken to him about this, many a time. He has seen me break down in tears, more often than I'd like to admit but he will sometimes just walk away. He doesn't know how to cope with emotions, and does show signs of being on the autistic spectrum. I don't even know what I'm asking anymore, am I being unreasonable? Am I lucky with being supported by him? Should I expect more help? We do love each other, very much but communication and showing emotion from his part is making things very difficult. Does anyone have any advice? I just need a way of sorting things out before our next baby arrives otherwise wise I'm worried about how I'll cope. I'm sorry I definitely rambled, my mind is a muddle.