ADifferentTimeADifferentPlace ·
06/01/2013 10:25
I've name changed for this. Sorry if this is long and rambling; my head's a bit bonkers at the moment.
DH and I have been having problems since the arrival of DD, seven months old. She was my very much longed for baby and we both adore her. He had troubles bonding with her at first, but I suspect that's fairly normal, and is now amazing with her.
The majority of our problems are to do with his family, mainly MIL, I know that old shocker! I won't go into details about it as it's DH's actions that are the problem.
Basically he didn't protect me when I was at my most vulnerable and needed him to do so. He put MIL's feelings and wants above my needs. Even 9 days post birth! It took me having to confront her for him to suddenly be able to see what has been going on. For nearly eight bastard months.
I don't trust him, he's lied to me and snuck around behind my back. I have no respect for him. I think that he's been completely pathetic and should have grown a pair. Instead of which he falls for her manipulation and excuses her behaviour all of the time. Prime example "breastfeeding wasn't around 30 years ago", which apparently makes it fine to charge into the ward and attempt to grab my feeding 4 day old off me. Plus I may be wrong here but I've got a hunch that breastfeeding has been around since our species evolved.
I don't know if I love him now. I feel that I just share a house with him. I don't know how to make it work, or that I even want it to. He's a brilliant father, just a lousy husband; but he's never cheated and never been abusive.
I think that I'm feeling worse because I met up with some lifelong friends, of whom I have very few thanks to a turbulent childhood and my behaviour when I went off the rails. Regardless they've always had time for me even though they live on different continents. I hadn't seen them for over three years, but it was like I'd last seen them a few weeks ago. They're male and I've grown up.with them. One of them I've always liked but never did anything as I thought I wasn't cool enough and was too scared of being rejected. So all of these feelings came rushing back. If I was happy in my marriage surely I shouldn't want someone else? He doesn't know that's how I've felt and I'm not going to act on it.
My head's a mess. I don't know what I want. I don't know if I'll always resent DH for not standing up for me and his daughter. Is the fact that I don't want his family near me, and I don't know how long I'm going to feel like that, going to impact on our future? Do we even have a future? Would anybody touch me with all of my baggage? I suspect that DH is the only person who would. I don't know how to fix it.