I have a husband who works from home: only part of the week but he decided these days would be my days off 
It’s reassuring and interesting reading some of these posts which do acknowledge how difficult it is having a parent WFH with small children in the house. I was near tears last week because of it.
DHs work has always involved some WFH, but like (almost) everyone he was based at home after the first lockdown. It was fine in those days: we didn’t have children, so I stayed at one end of the house and he stayed at the other (bungalow.) It did have its downsides: I didn’t feel I could just walk in and out of the kitchen as it was a through route to the dining area where DH was working, and the dining room was transformed into an office. But it was fine.
We had DS in the December of 2020, and I was on maternity leave. That was when I started to find it irritating, then this gradually built to unbearable resentment. I felt like I was constantly ‘on show’ somehow. DS screamed and DH would appear. DS would be napping and DH would pop out. As restrictions eased, I couldn’t have friends round, couldn’t sit in the garden (glass doors and DH there meant I was on display!) I just wanted to lounge around in my pyjamas some days after a bad night and couldn’t!
I went back to work in the September, and DH went back to the office for one day a week, which incidentally put paid to our ‘I’ll drop him off at nursery and you can pick him up’ plans - somehow ended up doing every single drop off and pick up, but whatever - then omicron hit and DH was home again. DS was getting older and more aware of Daddy and the hour and a half between me getting home at around half four and DH finishing work at around 6 dragged on like nothing else on earth, with DH constantly appearing and DS crying, me unable to use the kitchen, DHs conversations being heard … Eventually we did have a conversation along the lines of ‘this is not working’ and moved to a house with a much bigger garden and a separate annexe.
In theory, it should be fine, but it isn’t fine. Fairly or otherwise I can still sense DHs presence even when he’s in the annexe and so can DS, so if DS is playing outside it’s still ‘daddy daddy.’ Plus, DH often decides he’s not going to the annexe and will sprawl out downstairs and shoot me an apologetic, worried look ‘I have a meeting in a bit’ which essentially is his way of telling me to fuck off with DS.
I am utterly drained by it all. I’m pregnant and worn out with having to keep a toddler out and entertained in all weathers, and when people say oh but you don’t have to do that! they don’t really know how incredibly stressful it is dealing with constant tantrums with a husband appearing and reappearing, calm one crying fit down and then we hear DHs voice and again ‘daddy! Where daddy!’
I genuinely do worry on the emotional effect on DS of having a parent there but completely unavailable. I also find it incredibly stifling.
It’s had me near tears this past week and I was for the first time seriously contemplating ending the relationship, just so that I can enjoy the pleasure of sitting in my own home during the day. I don’t think I could but it really has had such an awful effect on me, where I feel so bad tempered and fed up with him being HERE all the time and chased out of my own home.
He’s soon going to be back in the office for three days a week and I’m praying to god this holds as I don’t think a second maternity leave with him here would be one I could survive, to be honest.
I know some of this is off topic to the thread but it’s the first time I’ve seen people acknowledge that a parent WFH causes a huge amount of inconvenience for the parent who is trying to care for small children. Mostly, you get people insisting that if in an office out of the way and if headphones are used then their presence is barely even noticed, and it’s just not true.