We have 2 DCs, one of which is just a few months old. Which may be part of the reason I feel this way. Obviously life with a toddler and a baby is full on. DH comes home from his physical job and just seems tense and stressed all evening. He huffs under his breath but says he's fine. I appreciate it's the witching hour and not much fun but equally I've been home with them all day (DH leaves at 6.15am) so a couple of hours with them before bed doesn't feel like it should be a problem. I feel like he just wants to get the evening done.
I'm breastfeeding so baby is in with me and toddler has started sleeping with me too so it's literally 24/7 by their side. I find it hard but also recognise it's short term so it's manageable most of the time.
DH is a musician and he wants the evening out of the way so he can get on with writing and recording. The dream is for this to be a more regular income one day rather than sporadic and he certainly has the ability. But it's an all consuming passion for him. He helps with bed but from 7.30pm or so I'm in with them settling them and that's it, his evening is his own for his music. Then two or three nights a week he has people over who he collaborates with so I'm even more doing stuff alone, if one DC won't settle that's tough for me. Two of the three people he works with (and the most regular visitors, at least once a week each) are young female singers. Once upon a time (years ago, pre DC) this made me jealous but now what bothers me is the sense that time with me and DCs is time to be got through. This feels even worse when he then basically spends several hours with other women, at his happiest doing what he loves. I can hear he laughs a lot and is relaxed and happy. While I sit alone on bloody MN. (This is also why toddler ended up with me because in the newborn days I found it hard to cluster feed and get toddler to bed when DH was busy so ended up in bed with both of them).
I feel like these women get to enjoy the best of him and just feel really sad that all our time together feels slightly overshadowed by his need/want to get to his studio space (in our home) and work some more. Literally any opportunity at the weekends etc he'll grab, even just an hour when they nap, and when I suggest days out doing stuff there is a slight but tangible hesitation and once he agrees I get a sense of resignation from him that there won't be a chance that day. He usually has someone round during one weekend day for 4 or 5 hours as well.
We've spoken about it a lot and I don't have the energy now to bring it up again. I've no reason to worry about him cheating or anything and he isn't otherwise selfish. But I find myself doing all I can to try and force help him to be happier in the evenings, often making sure it's tidy and dinner is prepped etc and I feel a bit pathetic. I realise I spend a fair bit of time considering what might be nice for him.
Not sure why I'm posting really other than hearing him laughing with a singer tonight has left me feeling a bit flat.