I met DH at uni and loved him because he was my exact opposite - although supremely clever, he was very much there to have fun. I'm an obsessive time management nut, conscientious to a fault etc etc. We have a similar sense of humour and when we actually get a chance to talk we have lots to talk about and can be silly together .
Fast forward twenty years and we are now married with DD1 (3) and DD2 (1). I now feel I'm getting payback for marrying (settling for?) the fun and feckless option. It's not that he doesn't work - he's doing a responsible job with long hours while I'm doing part-time while the DDs are young. I just can never feel that I am supported and can rest on my marriage as a place of security. When I was at my most vulnerable, in labour with DD1, he passed out on the bed for six hours while I was in active labour through the night (ok, didn't realise it was active labour as I have dicky labours and he thought it was early stages). We were then trying to find a parking space at the hospital (I was having contractions every five minutes at this point) and he snapped at me. It breaks my heart when I remember it. When we brought DD1 back from the hospital, he spent most of his paternity leave playing computer games as DD1 slept most of the time and he felt a bit redundant as my mum was there as well. If I'm feeling ill, I have to explicitly request a set number of hours break from the children, and then feel I need to make up the time once I'm better. If I need something doing around the house, I really need to spell it out and risk looking like a nag. I'm spending my days looking after the DDs, keeping the house tidy, cooking and then my evenings ironing/cleaning the kitchen and he feels no guilt at all about sitting at his fucking computer desk reading the newspaper or watching episodes of fucking Star Trek.
There is a definite element of slight emotional detachment/complete absence of social skills from the model of his father, and his brother spent his time raising his children playing World of Warcraft. I don't feel at all supported or fulfilled in this marriage, but I don't know if this is just a blip as we have the stresses of young children and trying to adopt different roles, or whether it's worth walking away from. I just feel hurt. Thanks if anyone got this far in my ranting...