He works 60 hours a week. He's an amazing dad. I am going to start working again in a year when my son is in some sort of childcare (corna dependant)
Everyday I get up. I care for the two kids. I do everyone's washing. I make everyone's food. I bath the kids. I make sure we have food and milk etc. I hoover and try and keep the house tidy. I know this is all balanced because I'm at home with the kids and he works. I also do school runs etc.
But what is really really irritating me in this lockdown (more than usual) Is my job is to pick up after 3 messy people. My partner's not lazy as in He works hard. He will wash up after tea. Occasionally he doesn't bother and I put the kids to bed and he chills watching Tele and falls asleep. But he's lazy as in he's so tired after working, so he spends most of his weekends wanting to sit. He will never move first. He will never start the chores first. He has a burst occasionally of energy. He doesn't massively take pride in the garden. He cuts the grass and that's it done weeks. I wish some days he just got up early and painted the fences or cleaned the windows. (The jobs I can't do with the kids) sorted the garden.
I've realised lately that I'm chasing my tail constantly. I've got a very messy five year old. I am trying so hard to get her to tidy up an activity before walking away. But it's impossible. She won't learn. I've got a two year old who's less messy but still makes mess. Nobody in the house can find the wash basket. Nobody can put a wrapper straight in the bin. The mess means I can never just get on with mopping, dusting and wiping. Which means it only gets a basic clean and the big jobs like wiping woodwork down and washing curtains never gets done.
I feel like walking out. My partner said he would take the kids for a walk so I could get on. I ended up having a go at him. I told him that him enjoying a walk for an hour whilst I try and sort everyone's mess out won't help. Itl be longer than an hour. It is at least four hours work. I need his help with it. Then he went upstairs and started sorting out our sons bedroom. I mopped the bathroom and then I heard him mumble he felt shit. I asked why. He said he felt sickly and tired. I pointed out he sits up watching family guy until midnight. He's never tired when we go to bed. Then he's tired all day.
I could cry. I have had enough!!! I'm not a horrible partner to him. I'm just describing my current mood.
I am sick of clearing up everyone's crap!!!!