Hi all,
I’m a stay-at-home mum to two little ones — a 3-year-old and an 8-month-old. I’ve been feeling so mentally stuck lately, and I’m not sure if it’s just a phase, the stress of parenting, or something deeper in my marriage.
My husband is not a bad person. He’s a loving dad and genuinely cares about our kids. He helps with housework, tells me to sleep in, and will take over with the kids when I’m burned out. He’s not abusive or harsh — and I think that’s why I feel even more confused.
But as the years go on, I’m realising we’re growing apart culturally, religiously, and emotionally. He’s quite traditional in some ways — he doesn’t want me to work, especially not around “non-mahrams” (even though I have a degree and used to teach). He says things like “I’m glad you can’t drive because I like you being dependent on me” — then laughs and says he’s joking, but I’m not sure anymore.
When I express how I want more for my life — to travel, to grow, to build something for myself — he kind of shrugs it off. He’s very focused on saving and home life, and while I understand the importance of that, I feel like I’m disappearing. I don’t have any financial control right now, and it’s starting to weigh on me heavily.
We also don’t really connect one-on-one anymore. I’ve asked for date nights or alone time, but for him, “family time” is enough. He says I should talk to him more, but when I do, we just go in circles or it fizzles out. When I cry or feel overwhelmed, he sees it as me “dragging things” — not something to be soothed or understood.
Recently he even said he regrets moving into our own place — which felt like a punch to the gut after all the effort I’ve put into making this home.
So now I’m stuck wondering… is this just normal post-baby relationship tension, or is this a deeper misalignment? I have no financial independence right now, and leaving feels terrifying — but staying like this feels like I’m slowly losing parts of myself.
I thought marriage would be much more blissful and fun, I’ve been married 5 years..
Has anyone been through something similar?
Can things like this shift with time and effort — or am I ignoring red flags out of fear and guilt?