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I’m struggling. Sorry it’s so long.
DH works shifts. He has either two or three days off whilst the children are at school. On those days he does one of the school runs and cooks dinner. He works every single Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, without fail. Bank Holidays etc don’t signify; he still has to work. He just worked Christmas and BDay and New Years Day for example. His shifts are 14 hours long.
This is fairly recent change; about 18 months ago after 10+ years of varying shift patterns.
I work Mon to Fri. Three days school hours and the other two days 8 hours.
I should be grateful we both have jobs. I am grateful. But I’m also sick to death of being married to someone I rarely see and I abhor Sundays.
We have no family nearby. We have friends that pay lip service to doing things on Sundays but, understandably, that this their family time.
I think I’m probably depressed, but I’m sick of the mornings and evenings he isn’t here and of the Sundays.
We have 2 primary aged DC. It’s a slog.
If I’m not working then I’m with the DC. DH gets home at 7/7.30 when he’s on shift. I find no time or motivation to socialise or exercise by the time I get an opportunity.
The Sundays are just a symptom of it all I suppose but I didn’t get married and have children knowing this would be the set up. Frankly had I known I wouldn’t have done it.
I should be cherishing all this time with them, but they are demanding and I’m tired of being the main source of entertainment every single Sunday.
I’ve tried to talk to DH about relocating to be nearer family. He refuses to entertain it on the basis he can’t easily find work elsewhere.
I’m incredibly lonely and pretty fed up and I’m doing a shitty job of parenting as a result.
YABU -( Give your head a wobble and pull you your bootstraps woman. )
YANBU