I am SOOOOO tired and depressed.
This year on top of 2 bouts of severe flu i have bought the Xmas pressie's for my family and his family, got the cards, sorted out decorations, done all childcare, got up 6 nights out of 7 every week at 2 or 3am with a screaming baby, invited his parents for Xmas, gritted my teeth when his brother decided to tag along for the Xmas visit.
this means I still have to tidy all the rooms, make up 2 spare beds, move DS into my room for 4 days to make space for BIL, buy extra food, plan menu's around BIL veggie etc etc
We have a half finished room that every weekend he has said 'i'll get that done this weekend' or 'it'll only take 3-4 hrs' this has been going on for 3 months. last month i took DS away for the weekend - i dont; drive so I had to handle an active toddler on a 3 hr trian journey. then when we arrived Ds was ill for 3 days - thoriwng up, no sleep for me etc.
DH had 3 nights of blissful sleep and 1 1 /2 days over the weekend of no baby in the house, did the work get done? did it hell!
Last week he took a day off on annual leave, he got up late, read in his dressing gown til lunchtime and then pottered in the afternoon. soudns lovely? well i had a temp of 40, sore throat, aches and shivers and had been up since 4am. I got cross cos he didn't even offer to pick DS up from creche and he said 'well I cooked his lunch didn't i?'
What is it about men? they do ONE job all day and they want you to praise them for it, give them a gold bloody star and then they sulk if you point out that maybe there are still a million other jobs to do?
Feeling like I'd be better off as a single aprent, yes i'd miss him like hell. But i thinkt he person i'm missing is the partner I had before DS arrived. DH just doesn't seem to pull his weight at home. But every time I try and raise the subject with him he gets all angry and points out that he works during the day. I don't see why his day (wihtout baby gloop, scremaing fits and having the ability to sit down with a coffee) is harder than mine.
I do do all the night wakings during the week, plus I run errands for DH like dry clenaing and doing his expenses.
I do all the hsopping, pay the bills, blance the household accounts, deal with maintanance and repairs, etc.
I'm just so P**D right now, I felt awful all day saturday and when I said - I cna't stop aching do you think there's anythign strogner a GP could give me for the pain. He just responded 'oh your mums dying again, she just eats painkillers'
Like I got flu deliberatly!?!
He was really off all day and put out cos i was 'miserable' I was bloody ILL! of course i was miserable! yet despite this i still managed to drag myself out and take DS to the park cos DH decided he needed a nap in the afternoon.