I don't understand DH. I don't know what makes him tick. I don't think we have enough in common any more. We live together, we work together, we commute together (when I'm not on maternity leave), we have two kids together, but we don't seem to have any sort of intimacy or real connection. I'm not sure we ever did.
I feel like he never looks at me, never thinks about me, never wants anything from me or needs me. He just goes about his own business and any interaction between us is about the kids, or the house, or whatever practical issue is next. Even sex is business-like. I've forgotten what romance is, if I ever knew.
Also he never pays any attention to anything I say. So 'please put your dishes in the dishwasher' doesn't stop him leaving them on the table, 'please don't buy any more food, the presses are full, it'd take months to eat it all' doesn't stop him bringing home a week's shopping. 'Please don't buy any more junk food, the whole family is overweight and two of us are diabetic, we need to eat more healthily' doesn't stop him coming home with bags full of sugary stuff. 'Please don't take DD out of her cot when you go in to her at night' didn't stop him, so now she cries if I go to her because she knows if she screams for long enough he'll turn up and she can get whatever she wants. Everything is done his way, without any thought whatsoever for what I think. I can't keep the household running properly, and parent two small kids, with someone who just does his own thing as if I don't exist.
I'm so tired of it all; all the relationship is making me feel is alternating loneliness and irritation and I'm comfort eating so much that I'm destroying my health. I had a dream last night about a boy I loved years ago, just before DH and I met, and remembering how it felt to actually connect with someone had me in tears.
I don't know what to do