@RebelWhoWashesFor19Seconds I used to wonder how it gets that way.
My XH and I were the first in our social group to have a baby, so I hadn’t seen him with others. But... his mum and stepdad told me how wonderful he’d been with his now young adult nieces. And, he sent a birthday card and a fiver to his ex girlfriend’s 7yo as, “it was her fault we split”. He was quite a playful man generally, the sort everyone says, “he’ll make a great dad”. I had no concerns he wouldn’t pull his weight.
Baby arrives. I certainly wasn’t doing all the housework and cooking “because I was on mat leave”. But tbf, there wasn’t a huge amount to do - we ate a lot of takeaway back then, and often grabbed simple food often cooked separately, so we’d make our own, but at the same time. Baby in my sling.
But when it came to caring for the (non bloody sleeping) baby? Total abdication.
All the passive aggressive shit. I used re-usable nappies. Which I pre-stuffed, you put them on the same way as a regular nappy. EVERY time - how do I do this? Which way round does it go? So I added a stash of disposables. He’d put them on loose, or the wrong way round.
I lost track of the times I said things like, “I was up 12x last night, I am in my knees here. I need you to take her at 07:00 without waking me tomorrow”. (I found it hard to get back to sleep once woken. Then he’d “sleep through his alarm”. This was weekends, when we both worked full time in the week.
The first time I needed to work at home on a Sunday, I warned him he had to care for her without disturbing me, all day. He rang his mum to babysit and played golf.
If I ever asked for an hour - and then handed her over and took it (I’m no shrinking violet) after 20 minutes a little face would appear, “mummy?”. Every single fucking time she’d manage to wander off from him. At the time, we had a 4 bed, 4 reception house - this was no tiny flat.
There was NOTHING I could do to make him take responsibility. I tried, “when you do this, I feel...” I tried the riot act. In the end, I divorced him.
All the while, when his parents and friends were round he’d cuddle her and throw her in the air for giggles, and everyone said, “oh he’s such a good dad”.
He’s fundamentally bone idle. His third wife does everything for their toddler now, and my two when they visit - she’s told me.
So - that’s how you can get into that situation.
OP - he’s a dick. It’s not you.