I am asking although I think he probably can, to see if anyone else has been in a similar situation and if there are any arguments I might be able to use, etc.
We have been separated for 2 and a half years but xH only just coughed up the financial information (git....) So we are now in process of sorting out long term arrangements for housing etc.
I had originally had work quite a long way from where he lives in london, a new job I had got just before our split. I had wanted to take the children with me as I am an academic, he is a commercial barrister and I clearly had a lot more flexible time for them than he did. But no way- he has insisted on rigid 50:50 with a strict 3.5 day per week handover. He is a commercial barrister, a very caring dad to the boys but deeply controlling and hates my guts, as I was the one who left after many years of dissatisfaction.
To cut a long story short, I managed to get a job near London which is now being moved another hour away. The university are far more demanding then my previous employers, I have not been allowed to work the flexible time I need to see the boys during term time and fit in a 2 hour commute. Due to my being a p/t single parent and the acrimony of the divorce which has exacerbated an underlying chronic depression and fatigue, I can't handle it any more, and I am applying for voluntary redundancy as of next year.
I am still in rented accommodation (due to my having a breakdown and leaving, he got the house) and waiting on him to produce enough cash for me to buy a house of my own. He is adamant he will not sell the one he is in, although he has almost no capital, so I don't see how he can avoid it. Sadly I foresee a big legal battle coming up on that. My solicitor says it is not likely to be approved by a court, that I should subsist in smaller rented accommodation while he is sitting in a 5 bed house.
So, I will be unemployed, most likely, unless I can get p/t teaching in London. I am very unlikely with my not too impressive CV, to get a lecturer post here.
(I will keep trying, nonetheless).
xH works from 8-7 even on 'his' days with the boys and employs a (horrible) nanny. I recently enquired whether as I was not likely to be working for a good while it might be better for the boys if I picked them up from his house on those days and dropped them back. My eldest in particular cannot stand the nanny and keeps asking for her to be 'fired'!! She used to work for us both, and was quite dreadful- negative, badtempered and expressionless. xH has done nothing to remedy the situation at all.
His reply was that he did not want to have to see me 3 days a week even if I was only dropping off and picking up the kids, that the days were 'his' to do what he liked with and that if I tried to 'take over' childcare from his nanny he would take me to court immediately to get an injunction against this.
He is also in a total rage that I have applied for redundancy. He sees me, I think, as a good worker but a useless mother (without much real evidence for either of those things...) and thinks I am making a terrible mistake giving up a job 2 hours from our kids, which he wasn't prepared to do a single thing to enable me to keep, except telling me it was 'ok and I didn't have to see the kids during term time if it was too difficult'. Etc.
I think he's also now very afraid of possibly having to pay more maintenance. But then he's paying a nanny vast amounts already, as I pointed out.
I should also point out that I'm officially 'disabled' under the Equality Act (as have bipolar type II depression which has got an awful lot worse since the divorce and associated work stress) but have been able to cope fine with the children on their own, or the job on its own- but not both. And the kids have to come first.
He seems to think I'm doing all this just to piss him off and doesnt' seem to realise it is killing me to have to effectively give up my career. And that wanting to spend more time with my own children does not equate to wanting to 'take them away' from him or interfere with his life.
Anyway. Thank you for getting through my sad rant, if you managed it.