Help please, I've got a knot in my stomach th size of a cow. I've known for a long time that our relationship wasnt going to last, in fact pretty much as soon as I fell pregnant with our first ds, the second was an unplanned miracle but very pleased to have ds2 and it probably has meant the relationship has survived a bit longer. Tonight he said he agreed with me that our relationship should end, not that that is what I said, I said I'd been thinking that I was still unhappy in our relationship and we really needed to work at it. However he is right, our relationship is poor, no attraction, no physical contact, sexual or friendly, no conversation really. On the other hand he loves his boys although the pub and football comes first, and he helps around the house when I nag him.
Tonight he came in from a day playing football then watching it down the pub, whilst my mum babysat the kids and I did a car bootsale to raise some money for Christmas. He came in drunk, 30 min before the kids went to bed, and started rough housing with them (which they do love but it's not conducive to sleep). I glared at him to make it clear I wasn't happy about the third day out in a row spent in the pub as opposed to his family, once the kids were in bed he then dropped the bombshell that he was going to find somewhere to move out to as soon as possible.
I know it is the right thing in the long run for our sanity and for the boys, I'd prefer them to be brought up in loving happy homes with single parents than in unhappy unloving homes. but I am soooooo scared. I have a house to pay for, bills to pay, i've just started up my own business and child care bills for 2 under 3 is astronomical.
All the minor things I've taken for granted like being able to pop out when the kids are asleep for some milk won't be able to happen, being able to grab 30 minutes in the morning as my partner gets up with them 1st thing. Let alone the major things, like stopping my partner from living with his kids, I won't see them 24/7 as he will have them occassionally, stopping my kids from having a loving father that lives with them.
Am I wrong to want to be happy in a relationship? My partner really isn't too bad compared to many other blokes, I've spent the last three years trying to make it work but he said tonight that he isn't going to change so we should just cut our losses.
Don't know why I'm writing this, therapy? advice? have you been through a similar situation? I'm not fussed about being alone, I just don't want to wreck peoples lives because I expect too much and I'm acting like a spoilt brat. That was fine when I was 16, but i'm in my 30's, we have 2 kids and houses and there is so much more at stake. I love my kids more than anything in the world and the thought of not having them one day a week would kill me. I need to be putting them to bed and kissing them goodnight, and if that one day a week would kill me how would i feel if i was the man and i missed out on 6 days a week? I'd be abolutely devasted, but at the same time I think I would make a big effort to change before throwing in the towel, so perhaps I'm not being unreasonable and he is just as unhappy as i am but was just hanging in for the sake of the kids.
Help!!!