I have changed a few non important details in case this outs me. It's long so please bear with me....
I moved to Norfolk about 9 years ago with my husband, he had a good job offer here. We only intended to live here for a couple of years and then move back home (north yorkshire). His work kept dangling the carrot of promotions etc so we decided to buy and try to put down roots. Eventually my husband decided he wanted to change careers and go in to teaching, which was welcome news (his old job required lots of travel). In the meanwhile we had been trying for a baby for quite some time, and I got pregnant.
Because we thought changing careers plus moving house plus s new baby would be too hard to manage, we are still down in in Norfolk. We have a loose plan of moving home in a few years.
My husband's PGCE course is extremely intensive and I feel like I never see him. Life at home with a baby is tough, and I miss my family. They are all very close, constantly helping each other out(babysitting, DIY, financially etc) and I feel very much on the periphery of their lives. I do try to visit quite a bit but it's not easy with a baby. They don't visit me very often at all (sister maybe once every two tears, parents twice a year), and it seems very much out of sight, out of mind.
Financially we are struggling as my husband took a big pay cut to go into teaching, and I only get SMP. there's little benefit in me going back to work until my SMP is finished, as my pay afterchild care costs will be roughly the same amount. Husband's family are bot close with us.
I appreciate it will seem a bit mad a starting a new career with a new baby, but the timing just couldn't be helped (fell pregnant after a long period of trying, and husband had spent years gettibg corre t quals for teaching).
So, in a nutshell I am a bit skint, my husband is working virtually all the time and I feel like no one gives a shit about me. Any time I complain I feel I am being accused of not coping. I do not think this is true nor do I have PND. (Not overly weepy, tired, distressed, off food etc). Is there a solution to how I feel, or is it just a case of suck it up and hope that when my husband finishes his course he will have more time for us? I should add he is a great husband and dad, just under a lot of work pressure.
If you hung in there thank you, and feel free to tell me to 'woman up' if you think I am being a wuss!