Hi everyone,
I am a regular who has name-changed as DH sometimes Googles my usual nickname (don't get me started on that!). It is a long back-story which I'll try to give you so I don't end up drip-feeding you information. This may be long, please bear with me.
DH and I have been married for just over 7 years. Everything was great to begin with and then as various elements in our lives caused stress, it began to reflect in our marriage.
We tried for 3.5 years to get pregnant and, after a lot of tears and frustration, we were finally blessed with out dd in December 2007. These few years were extremely difficult for both of us and we often had arguments about whether we should continue trying.
While I was pregnant, we made the decision to emigrate to Canada. We submitted all our paperwork in January 2008 and received confirmation in June. We immediately put our flat on the market with plans to emigrate as soon as it sold. We got a buyer 2 weeks later and began making plans to fly to Canada in November. Two weeks before we were set to fly, our buyer withdrew. We then had 3 more successive buyers, all of whom withdrew their offers for various reason. This was so difficult to deal with and we both got incredibly depressed about it. We had invested a huge amount of time and money in it and because we kept reducing it to get a buyer, we were faced with the prospect of going into negative equity.
The loss of the 4th buyer was more than I could take. We had both become unbearable to live with and were arguing constantly. In March 2009 I told my DH how unhappy I was and that I wanted to leave. Not just because of our relationship but because I couldn't bear to be in the flat any longer. I rented a 2 bedroom townhouse and we shared access to our dd - I had her Thursday night to Monday night and he had her Monday night to Thursday after work.
While we were apart we went to Relate every week and decided we loved each other enough to try to make our marriage work. We began "dating" and when the flat finally sold in July 2009 (for £25,000 less than the original sale price), DH moved in to the townhouse with us.
It was absolutely wonderful! We laughed again and spent time together as a family, our sex life dramatically improved and we were both happy with how well our time in counseling had improved our relationship. Unfortunately, due to the drastically reduced sale price and a £13,000 debt (my student loans), Canada would have to be put on hold possibly for a few years.
Over Christmas and New Years, we spent quite awhile working out our finances and decided that if we REALLY tightened our belts, we could probably make it to Canada for July 2010 (my mom's wedding). And we did it! We lived on a weekly shopping budget of £45 and all the luxuries were completely cut out. We sold everything of value we had accrued over the year and raised quite a substantial amount of money in Ebay. From January until the end of May we saved/raised over £14,000 and paid off all our debts. The plane tickets were booked and we were both so excited that Canada was finally happening.
We spent the first two months living with my mom and step-dad (not ideal really, especially for DH). DH was unhappy and was a misery for those two months. We argued all the time and we were both second guessing our decision.
We moved into our own place (rented) 3 weeks ago and I had hoped things would improve. Unfortunately, I still haven't found a job (not through lack of trying) and while we can survive on DH's income, it doesn't allow for any savings or emergencies in case something happens in the UK. We are still sniping and bitching at each other fairly often. We had a stupid argument tonight over nothing and we didn't speak to each for the rest of the night (juvenile I know).
I just really need some advice. I do love him and I know he loves me. But since we got here he has become so strict and harsh with our dd - she is such a good girl, but she's 2 and has days where the terrible 2s rear their head. He cannot take her whining and crying and, rather than talk to her, jumps right to yelling at her and telling her she's naughty and "making daddy sad". I can't take it and it makes me miserable trying to defend her.
I am not faultless and I won't pretend I am. I am so stressed about a job and I know I take it out on him. I have loved being a SAHM for the last couple of months, but I know me and I need to work. I have been pretty down about being unable to get a job and I end up bitching at him for stupid little things.
I'm sorry this is so long, but I thought it would be better if I could give you as much of a history as I can. It really feels like we are slipping back to where we were before we separated last year. I desperately do not want that to happen. Does anyone have any ideas on how to ease the stress and get our marriage back on track? We are more like roommates at the moment. I'm willing to take any and all suggestions. Just remember, we are on a single income, so "date nights" and trips out really aren't an option. Thank you so so much for reading this far.