I’m not happy.
Background: been with DH ten years. Married five. We have two amazing girls. They are 3 and 1. I work three days per week in a job that is highly stressful and competitive. My workload is heavy and I am working most nights at the kitchen table to keep afloat. DH’s job is also demanding, although arguably not as much as mine (but as he works full time he never has to work at home). He’s out at half seven in the morning and gets home to help put the girls to bed at the back of six.
He’s a lovely dad. Loves his girls and they love him. Very hands on (when he’s here). I can’t fault him for that at all.
I guess my issue is that...there are elements of the man child about him. Don’t get me wrong if I say to him “can you do the kitchen, put away the washing, make the bed etc” he will do so without complaint. I make a point of getting him to do stuff like that because I have to work, and why the fuck shouldn’t he. So he is I suppose pulling his weight in that respect.
However I feel like I’m living with a student at times. He’s lazy. Will do what he’s told but that’s pretty much it. He doesn’t see mess and think “oh I’ll square that away” he just walks past it. Will leave stuff on the coffee table. Will leave rubbish on the kitchen counter “for the recycling” but half of it isn’t recyclable at all he just chucks everything up there. It’s grim.
He does not “do” DIY. Ok I accept that not everyone can/does but I do feel that he could do a basic level of maintenance around the house. He could try. Friends’ husbands all try.
It’s mental load. Shopping is down to me. Meal planning and making sure the kids eat properly. Making sure they have clean clothes to wear. Toys to play with. I organise their clubs. I do all the party admin. Nursery admin. It just doesn’t occur to him to take on some of this.
I’m exhausted. I’m fat. I’m drinking too much and eating shite and have no clothes for work because I just don’t have the time or headspace to give it. I’m in a total rut and he doesn’t notice or care. Occasionally we have it out about this issue and he says he’ll be better but it never changes. He just thinks I’m always on his case.
The thing is he’s kind and trustworthy and honest and clever. He is not a bad guy. Just so painfully selfish sometimes. just feel overwhelmed and resentful.