Apologies in advance, on phone.
Husband went away for a weeks holiday straight after new year. I was not happy for him to be going but he ignored me and went anyway. I was left at home with 3 dc aged 6, 3 and a baby. Oh and a dog with no garden to be let out in. He has made it unsuitable! Eldest child has various sn. Some of these are behavioural.
Reasons I didn't want him to go:
1.We are completely skint through his career choices and have spent literally tens of thousands on hlm trying to get him a job in a specific field. Which he still hasn't got and he refuses to just take any job. I think i may have married an eternal student.
2.I didn't think I would cope. No family nearby. I am completely ony own here.
I didn't cope and the house is a mess. Was still a mess after Christmas as not found a home for everything yet. He received a frosty reception from me on his return but had to pull his finger out because I was admitted to hospital with abdominal problems that night. Basically he had to look after the eldest two and the dog whilst I was in hospital for three days. I kept the baby with me due to breast feeding.
From the moment I went in to hospital he decided that he was ill and started to fake cough and lose his voice. I do not believe this to be real as he has not coughed all night and his lost voice suddenly came back earlier. He has put this on for all friends and family. Even for the pharmacist when collecting my painkillers who apparently said that he should be the one in hospital?
I came home tonight with the baby and all hell has kicked off.
The dog had pooed in the house but got it everywhere. I carried the baby upstairs and put the eldest two dc to bed. He lay down on the sofa and said I'm not clearing that up. I ignored, next thing you know my bed time story is being interupted by swearing. I advise him to stop as we can hear him. He carries on and on now directing the swearing at me too, including the word cunt for good measure. He decided to clean the poo up but was throwing stuff around. I did get a little bit teary and this escalates his torrent of abuse further. Apparently I whine and no one wants to hear it.
I thought it was best to ignore him (frostily though) and go to bed. I discover that the dog has peed on it. Change all the covers sort everything out and finally go to bed with baby. He is still kicking off and going on about the house being a hovel. Go to bed having managed to aggravate stomach pains but manage to go to sleep.
I get woken up by him at 12.30 deciding to go to bed. I ask him not to because I don't want him to knock my stomach at all. For reference, he often doesn't bother coming to bed on a night and stays up watching tv and sleeping on the sofa (this happens a lot!). I am already sharing the bed with the baby due to not owning a cot (no space or money for one). He shouts at me that it's his bed too and tough luck if my stomach hurts and that I sm not the only one that's ill. I get up out the bed and just sit at the top of the stairs feeling a bit lost and sad. Baby starts crying go up to get her to more abuse about how everyone hates me. Apparently even my mum hates me. The house is disgusting. Starts threatening to throw stuff out etc.
Anyway he went back to sleep on the sofa eventually. I did say some mean stuff bsck too when he was shouting at me. Such as actually it's him my parents don't like and that they think he is a waste of space and only put up with him for me.
However is it me. Am I wrong. Is it just circumstances (ie no money, too small a house, being ill). Just need to rant sorry.