I don't know where to start really.
My husband and I have been married for five years. We have two beautiful daughters, aged 3 and 6 months.
He's not without his faults, but he is essentially a good guy. He is devoted to the girls. Works really hard. Helps out with the kids and around the house. Doesn't have much of a temper to speak of, loyal, trustworthy.
I fell in love with him because (amongst other things) he was even tempered, laid back, he made me laugh. He was always lovely to me. When our eldest was born he was so good. So hands on. Always telling me to rest, making sure I got out by myself etc.
I dunno. I struggled with my second pregnancy, sickness, along with coping with a toddler. He got promoted and his work ramped up and became more intense. I'm not going to say that I was easy to live with, I clearly wasn't. But he wasn't either. We lost our way. We fought a lot more than usual. Or we didn't speak.
I haven't felt for a long time like we are a team. I think this became clear to me when he had a huge go at me the morning of my c section with DD2, in the hospital car park (I blamed him because we were running late. It was his fault. He's a dreadful faff, and he got really defensive). I'm still really struggling to get past that. It's unlike him but he knew I was frightened and uptight and he still had a go at me and gave me the silent treatment for the first hour of the day. In the delivery room he cried when DD was born, held her, fell in love with her. But there was nothing between us. He barely held my hand. I just didn't feel any sort of "togetherness" from him.
Since DD2 has arrived things have improved but I don't feel like they are where they should be. He does quite a lot for the girls and around the house. Not an equal amount, but in fairness I'm on mat leave and he's working so that's fair enough. However, he has become a ball of stress. Takes nothing to wind him up. He always seems angry if, for example, his sleep is disturbed, or the girls waken after he's put them to bed. It's hard to explain. He will get up and deal with them but he's so obviously pissed off about doing so. He always apologises afterwards, says he was just tired, but I feel like he makes it so fraught. I feel like I can't ask him for help sometimes.
He works hard, but he does have a lot of down time. He is out two nights a week playing football, and he's going away on two stag weekends in the next few months. In the meantime, I have cancelled my only Christmas night out because I don't believe he can deal with putting the two of them to bed without it being incredibly stressful for all concerned. I'm not bothered about his stress but I don't want DD1 to feel it.
He knows I've cancelled it. He hasn't said anything. Hasn't tried to persuade me to go. Hasn't even asked me why I've cancelled it. He's always looking for his own down time and he doesn't give a fuck about mine. It's like he's only out for himself.
I feel so angry and undervalued and under appreciated. I simply don't think he loves me any more. He denies this. Says of course he does, he's just tired and he's sorry. He desperately doesn't want to split but then nothing changes.
Sorry this was so long. I could go on and on.