Sounds stupid when I write it down but that is how it feels. There are other factors in force but I think the bloody house is tipping us to the edge. I’ve been with my DH 11 years, married 6, 2 small DC (4 & 2). We had an awful time when they were babies, reflux and allergies meant they screamed and didn’t sleep. They still don’t brilliantly. We moved 18 months ago so my son could start school in a village. We managed to find a house but it needed so much more work than we realised. We maxed ourselves out on the mortgage. DH has also had health issues and I’ve changed careers. DH is working FT and doing the house. I’m working part time but hardly earning and doing all childcare/house work. We spend all weekends and holidays apart so DH can do the house. I’m living in chaos of mess and unfinished rooms. We have no spare money. I resent my DH and he resents me. No family nearby to help us with childcare or the house. Although I love living in the area we’ve picked I feel like the dream life we were trying to build is slipping away and I don’t know what to do.