Sorry for being AWOL ladies, life has been busy the past week or so. Amitola I hope you're ok.
. Hugs to all.
This will probably be a long post so I apologise. In the past week I saw my councillor and we chatted, which was good. I also saw the lady at the children's centre, who made me cry (not deliberately, I was just getting so frustrated at being unable to explain things to her). She told me - as my councillor has - that I get no time for myself so suggested NSDH start taking DD to the fortnightly Dad's group at the children's centre (I suggested this to him when she was teeny and he refused). She has also referred us to the Relate councillor at the children's centre, so waiting for that now. NSDH has been receptive to both ideas.
However, things are not great at home. Although he is trying on the larger scale (not shouting at me as much, no threat of physical violence), the lack of consideration for smaller things is still there. It makes me frustrated, which makes me angry at him, then he reverts back to his usual 'I'm a meek little man dealing with an angry unreasonable wife' routine he learnt so well from his Dad.
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Example - we went away for the weekend for a party and stayed with my GPs. We had the same old unnecessary stress while getting ready for this party, with him swearing, crashing around etc, which put me on edge. As always I had to sort out everything for me & DD, he wouldn't help. He even claimed he couldn't collapse the pushchair so I had to (its the little things that tip you over the edge as we all know!). He was angry with me as I deliberately bought a tall pair of heels for this party (I havn't worn high heels for years as it makes me taller than him and I figure enough is enough!), so made me stagger to the car carrying everything. He even shouted at me in the street in front of GPs house. Of course at the party itself he was Mr Disney Dad.
This morning it was my turn to do the early shift with DD (she's been waking us up at half 5 every day the last 2 weeks!). So I decided to take her to the shops to get a bottle of wine to say thanks to my GPs. I left at half 9 and he was still in bed. I had to remind him we had to pack everything up still and tidy up after ourselves etc etc. I came home an hour later to find him STILL in bed. Nothing done. Not even started. I got the hump and he then said he 'has a throat infection'.
. So again I had to rush around doing everything, packing, washing, dishwasher etc. My GPs are eldery so I don't want to leave things in a mess. He moped around reading the paper with this horrid little fake cough that makes him sound like a smoker (he's never smoked). And when we got home this evening he sat in front of the TV while I dealt with DD on my own. Seriously, aside from the money I might as well be a single parent!
I have more to say but I'll stop for now. He has the week off (he's angry as I refused to take it off as I don't want to spend my leave with him). So of course he'll be perfectly fine tomorrow, won't go to the Docs and will spend the week in front of the computer relaxing like he always does.
I'm so miserable. 