NC for this as my other posts are very outing.
DH and I have been married for 20 years, together much longer. 4 DC, one with additional needs who needs a lot of extra time and attention.
I took a long career break to care for DCs, partly because it was unaffordable to work and pay childcare, partly because it was impossible to get childcare for my DC with SEND, and mostly because DC needed to have a strong, regular routine at home. During this time I supported DH to climb the career ladder, he is now in senior management.
I returned to work in 2019. It became apparent very quickly that I wasn't going to get the same support from DH as I gave to him. The course I did to allow me to go back to my career was managed entirely around the DC, he did not pick up any of the extra slack so I pretty much carried on as normal, just did more if that makes sense.
DH has never been good at communicating with me about his working hours, often coming home later than he said, but while I was a SAHM it didn't matter too much. I did all of the childcare and chores at home, so it was sadly irrelevant if he was here or not. I just kept going and got everything done... I think he quite liked having the 1950's lifestyle of coming home to tired children ready for bed and a meal waiting for him.
Since I have returned to work, it has become more important that he communicates well. I have managed to find a job within my career that allows me to work late evenings only, but this means he has to be home on time so I can get to work on time. For context, he needs to be back home by 5:30 for me to leave. His usual time home is around 7pm, sometimes work events mean he gets back at 9. He leaves for work before the DCs are up, so regardless of my work finish time I get up with them, get them ready for and take them to school then do all of the washing, cleaning and meal prep while they're at school. I pick them up, get homework started and make dinner before I go to work. I have a rolling roster over 4 weeks that never changes. One week he only has to be home once, two weeks he has to be home twice, the other week three times. We agreed that when I applied for a job there needed to be compromise on both sides, mine was not finding a job working days and still doing all the school runs (and being tired after a late finish), his was being home earlier in the evening to look after DCs.
Over the last year I have literally begged him to communicate more / better with me. He tries for a couple of weeks then back to hearing nothing and him coming in the door when he pleases. We had a big argument last week because he was running late and didn't bother to let me know on an evening I was working. We are short staffed and our workload has been stressful lately, and I was angry that I was stressed because he was late and ignoring messages / phonically asking what was going on and that I was going into a stressful work environment already stressed that I had no idea if he was going to be back on time to take over.
Sorry this is longer than I planned.
This evening is the last straw. I am isolating at home with Covid positive DC. Other DCs are feeling under the weather so not in school until PCRs come back. I haven't left the house for 4 days. We've got a housing development being built behind us, our neighbours are having work done at the front so it's wall to wall noise, plus looking after the house and kids... I'm feeling the isolation and I could do with some support. DH told me last night that he's got a late meeting tonight but will be doing it online so would be home earlier than usual. Meeting is 4 - 6pm. I sent him a message at 3:45 checking that all was OK and saying he was pushing it to be back on time for a 4pm meeting, can't wait for you to be back so I can go for a walk and clear my head, as we'd planned yesterday. He replied at 5 saying no, I'm in the meeting online at work in office. Finishing at 6 but has admin to do so won't be straight home.
I know he said he was coming home for the meeting, and I was so looking forward to escaping the house for half an hour just to get some fresh air and quiet time. But no, here we are again with it really not mattering what's going on at home. I'll just keep on plodding on. I'm so sick of it. I feel like there's no respect, no appreciation for what I'm doing at home. It's relentless and I'm so tired. I've told him this time and time again. I'm done and beginning to think that it would be so much easier on my own.
Am I overreacting?