I was supposed to return to work on Jan 4th. DD has been in nursery since then anyway which has saved my sanity. DH got moved away from home by work in October - 'for two months'. This is week 15. Quite apart from the fact I'm struggling to cope on my own, it now looks as though I'm going to have to resign as my request to change start time has been turned down three times now (I start at half 7; originally, DH was to drop DD off in the morning and I'd pick up. I've requested an 8am start as the creche doesn't open till 7.15 and even breaking every speed limit on empty roads I can not get to work before 7.40 at earliest).
I'm particularly pissed because DH only told me he was going to be working away on the weekend before it started. No consultation or discussion. And the 2 months became February and then seems to have become March most recently. He works in construction and the company have no other contracts (to date). I work in a factory for a global company who are in rude health; my job pays the health insurance (we don't live in the UK so yes, it's very necessary) and I'm the only one of us with a pension sorted out. My job would also be secure for at least a couple of years if not longer - as much as you can guess these days anyway. DH: if he leaves, he won't get redundancy. Me: Well, no shit sherlock, cos if I leave neither will I. We would also have to repay health insurance premiums etc to the company for the time I've been on unpaid leave (fortunately, Global Co agreed with short notice that I could take the max amount of unpaid additional maternity leave permitted when I phoned from Shit Creek back in October).
I feel like I've been shat on by DH repeatedly re: being effectively left to bring up DD on my own. And I'm probably now going to have to leave my job, that I like and have great colleagues, to try and find something else in the middle of a recession. As much as I love DD, I can not do the stay at home mum thing because I've found it isolating at best during mat leave; I want to use my brain for something other than working out feeds. The idea fills me with dread (and I fully appreciate that lots of people don't feel like this); plus the stress of what we do for money if DH doesn't have work after March. It would be March when I need to go back.
Oh, and according to DH, childcare is my problem.....