Last night DH repeated something he has been saying with alarming regularity recently. That there are fundamental differences between men and women and that one of them is that women want to stay at home and look after children more than the fathers of those children do. I can't really take serious issue with that as I have no idea what 'most women' want
I did point out however that there might be many men who would like to stay at home - and plenty of women who don't! So far so harmless even if i find his pontificating on 'what women want' a bit bloody annoying....
I mentioned that it's hard either way - damned if you do, damned if you don't. He responded with a comment along the lines of 'oh come on! It was OK for you. You wanted to go back to work and you did. You didn't let it bother you what people thought'
And I was speechless.
I didn't want to go back to work. I had to. I had to largely because he decided, after 4 years of my supporting him through university, that in fact teaching wasn't for him after all and went to work for social services as a care worker earing peanuts. I had to go back full-time. I got severe PND after my second child was born because by then I knew just how much I didn't want to leave my kids and go back to work. He also seems to conveniently forget the nasty comments from our neighbour 'another baby for someone else to bring up' when I told her I was expecting again. And the comments from both our mothers about how women shouldn't really work when they had children. Added to which I had the worry of being the main earner by a huge margin so I was constantly stressed about being made redundant or getting the sack. While DH swanned through a variety of crappy jobs trying to find one that made him happy
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I went through low-level aching sadness for years. I was tired, stressed and constantly regretful. Now I am reaping the benefits because I still have a career and fantastic T&C in my current post. But that doesn't alter the fact that I had a shitty time.
And now he appears to be air-brushing history to suit him.
I am so hurt. I know there's no point in it but is it wrong to want acknowledgment that it was hard?