We have one child, a year old. A big issue since DS was born has been that I do the vast majority of childcare and night wakings. It was frustrating at times when I was on mat leave but now I’m back at work, I’m not happy and we have spoken about it several times. H pulls his weight for a week or so and then goes back to being too lazy to do anything.
So I decided rather than expecting H to do things proactively, I will ask him to do it.
Tonight was my day to pick up DS from nursery, which includes making dinner, giving him a bath and putting him to bed (somehow, even on H’s days to pick him up, I still end up doing half of those tasks, but that’s another thread). H came home and as I was putting DS to bed I asked him to do a load of DS’s washing. That was at half 7.
I had to log back on so left H in the living room. Popped in at 9ish and he’s lying on the sofa on his phone, with the laundry basket just sitting there. I didn’t say anything.
Went back in at 10pm, same sight.
H has just come to the study, looking absolutely shattered saying he is trying to stay awake for the washing but he’s struggling, and can I hang it up to dry.
Seriously, WTAF. He put the washing in just before midnight, and then wants me to hang it out when it’s done. The reason why I asked early on was because obviously it takes time for the washing to wash, and sitting on your phone on your arse all night will obviously mean the washing doesn’t get done.
DS is a terrible sleeper, and I have a very demanding job. But what has been the most difficult for me over the past year is not adjusting to life with a baby and a job, but H. I went into this thinking we would be 50/50 in terms of care (well, more me because of breastfeeding). I didn’t expect to end up being the primary caregiver who also looks after the house, with a part time assistant that needs directions and even then doesn’t help.