I have name changed for this. I've been feeling very confused for a while now and I'm only now allowing myself to think the bad thoughts. Does that make sense?
Ok. I met my husband about six years ago, at Uni. We got married a couple of years ago and we have a daughter, who is nearly 1. We were nuts about each other. We were close friends before we got together and then it just happened and it was wonderful. The best relationship I've ever been in. Couldn't keep our hands off each other, type stuff.
He still is wonderful. He is a devoted and fantastic father. Absolutely worships our daughter, can't do enough for her. And she adores him equally, he's good fun, she screams with joy when he walks into the room.
He works hard, in a good job which he likes, but he often wishes he was at home more through the week to see more of DD (he has a policy of making sure he's home to see her and bath her every night before she goes to bed, even if that means he has to work from home later in the evening). He's helpful around the house, he's very supportive of me, he does nice things for me. His success in his job has allowed me to go back to work part time, which is exactly what I wanted.
I'm so lucky. On paper it's perfect. It should be perfect. But it's not.
Firstly, our sex life is non-existent just now. It didn't used to be. And he wants to, he doesn't put pressure on me over it, but he does. I just can't bear it. I have no idea why, I still fancy him, the spark is still there, but I just don't want to do it. And he's struggling with that a little bit I think.
There is no one else, for either of us. I frankly couldn't be bothered with anyone else. I think that might be the issue. Maybe I just can't be bothered. I'm tired.
He irritates me and I don't know why. I find myself being mean to him, or thinking mean thoughts, when he doesn't deserve it. He says he feels he can't do right for doing wrong. It's fair that he thinks that.
This is so hard to explain. Sometimes he can be a little bit....controlling is the wrong word. But, for example when he's off work at the weekends, he likes to take charge of DD, when she eats, what she eats, that kind of thing. He's never nasty about it but I feel myself getting tense/annoyed. Maybe I feel he's encroaching on my territory a little bit. He is a little bit intense sometimes, he gets anxious about finances (tight because I've been off on mat leave, but not so bad we risk losing the house or anything), if DD is sick he worries, I have little patience with him when he's like that.
I'm painting myself as a nightmare here, I know. Reading it back I sound awful. I'm worried that I don't love him any more. Or maybe I love him like I love a sibling or a friend I think. Maybe that's a better way to put it. I don't really know how I feel, other than that I desperately want this to work. I don't want my DD to grow up without her beloved daddy at home, but equally I don't want her to grow up listening to us sniping at each other all the time. I can't imagine being without him but it can't go on like this.
Please help me sort my thoughts out. I'm sorry for the incoherent rambling, I just needed to get this out.