Aibu or is it hormones? I’ve lost all sense of perspective. Can already tell this is going to be long.
I’m 18 weeks pregnant. Have a 15mo DD who stopped breastfeeding last week and I know there’s a hormone dip after that. Have been feeling the mental load for a few months. So much to do in the house before the new baby comes and DH isn’t the slightest bit interested in making that happen. It’s fine, I care how things look he is less fussed. But I’m trying to line up 4 different trades in the right order to get a medium sized bit of work done before Christmas which is adding to the mental load. Plus going back to work and having to be the only one arrange/deliver DD to various childcares and change my working hours to accommodate this.
I had told him earlier today (and on two other occasions since being pregnant) that I was struggling and asked for help. Apparently I hadn’t made it clear what form that help would take, so today made it clear that I would like him to offer to take DD to the park at the weekend so I could rest. Instead he took “help” into his own hands.
There’s a basket of toys in our bedroom. I had mentioned moving it as DD doesn’t play with many of the toys anymore, just the few on the top. I had said I might swap it with some toys in her bedroom. He was doing bath time tonight and I came into our room and realised the basket was missing. Couldn’t see it in any obvious place so asked him where it was. He said he’d put it in the attic like I’d said (I did not say this). I knew some of the toys had been left lying out earlier and didn’t think he would have tidied them first. Correct. I went up to get it back and found the basket with incomplete toys in/beside it. Think 6 out of 8 stacking cups, ring sorter with rings missing and a jigsaw without all the pieces. In the attic. Loose, on the floor. Beside all the other crap he shoves up there when I ask him to tidy anything.
I hit the roof. Shouting, crying etc. My reaction may have been over the top but it felt like he hadn’t listened to a word I’d said. He’d done something stupid unprompted then blamed me for complaining whenever he does anything. I feel like it’s not even about the basket, it represents that I have asked for help for the third time and he has completely missed the mark and moving the basket was like some sort of two fingers up to say “you can’t tell me what to do”.
All I wanted was him to take DD away for an hour tomorrow so I could rest. He’s never once offered that since I’ve been pregnant. I feel like I can’t even speak to any friends about it because either I’ll come off as a psycho for getting so upset about a basket of toys, or that he’ll come off as a bad person and I don’t really want to present that view to the outside world.
He’s very against being told what to do, which is why I hadn’t laid out exactly how I wanted him to help. How do I tackle this?