@Vimto1991 I completely agree. My husband doesn't get it at all.
On top of the fact that my body, career and free time is going down the pan I appear to have developed this "what about the baby?" mental load, that he doesn't shoulder equally. No matter how hard he tries. And, to be fair, he does try.
He thinks we can go to a concert when the baby is 3 months old. I explained that HE can. So he is.
He told me a few weeks ago that he'd actually love to be the one that grows, carries and nourishes the baby but it's an experience unique to women. And it did get me thinking about how it feels for the men. And how lucky we actually are to have this bond with our babies.
I think that "pull" to not be far from them and the "sense" that we anticipate their needs so acutely is inexorably linked to the biology of growing and birthing them. And men can't have that. They just physically can't.
Every day I feel my baby do this thing where she stretches out very long and thin and then curls back up again. (It hurts!)
When she's Earth-side, I'll watch her do it in her cot and think "that's the thing!"
What I mean here is, I already know her so intimately. And so, I do get frustrated at the way my life is changing so irreversibly when it seems to impact my husband far less. But then I think actually I'm the one that has lucked out here.
No amount of concerts, trips to Spain, pints of beer or unhindered promotions at work could ever live up to what is going on for me right now.
Not a shit mum, Vimto... just going through an enormous life change! ❤️