This may be a bit of a long read and I don't even know why I'm writing this (maybe just to vent?) so thank you for reading.
I've known my DD's dad for years as we were friends for a few years and then we became fwbs. I found out I was pregnant when we were only fwbs even though I had taken the morning after pill. It was a difficult pregnancy due to lockdown and at first he wasn't keen on me keeping the baby but finally came round to the idea. He supported me during the pregnancy (I also had bad PGP so he did all my food shopping with me etc). Fast forward to now and our DD is 7 months old. They have a great relationship and bonded right from the beginning. I was actually shocked at how much they bonded because I knew he didn't want me to keep the baby at the very beginning.
DD and I moved into a new flat in the summer however her dad and I don't live together (I'm early 20s and he's mid 20s and still lives at home). He vists frequently during the week and helps out a lot (as he should do seeing as he's the other parent!).
We're not officially in a relationship but we're more or less together (doesn't make sense I know) and I'm now stupidly pregnant with our second (long story around contraception but I had a plan in place with my GP on when to start it).
Most of the time everything's great but I really struggle with a few things such as:
- he doesn't have a job. When we were friends he lied to me saying he was in uni and he worked in a supermarket. It was only when I was pregnant that he admitted that he dropped out of uni a couple of years before we became friends and he never worked in a supermarket. He knows that he needs to get a job but his attitude around doing so is so ridiculous. He applies for a few jobs here and there, he's even had a few interviews but hasn't been successful. I feel he's stuck in his ways and even with another baby on the way, he says he doesn't feel any pressure but will get a job in the new year. We've had numerous conversations about this but it's as if I'm talking to myself. I simply can't force him to care anymore then he barely does.
- he's unreliable. I'll ask him to come to the house on a certain day and he always does but the time he gets to the house is a joke. I'll ask him to come in the day around 2/3 and he'll turn up at 7/8 or even 9 when DD is already in bed. That means I've had to struggle with her all day whilst making bottles, washing bottles (the norm really but it's much easier with two of us doing it, especially as I'm pregnant now). Time and time again I've said how his DD isn't a priority to him as he'll get here at whatever time and doesn't seem to care that I'm struggling. In his mind he'll get here when he gets here and even though he's late, it's better that he's late than not here at all. I really can't get through to him regarding communicating if he's going to be late and just letting me know instead of feeling like we're the last thing on his checklist that needs doing for the day.
Those are the main two issues and I know it may not seem like the end of the world, they're things that constantly bother me. I cannot get past the low ambition and having no drive especially when you're going to have two kids depending on you.
I also struggle with the lack of communication. I think I have PND and some days I get so frustrated with DD even though she's just a baby and it's not her fault that her only way of communication is through crying. Yet he's in no rush to come and help out no matter how much I tell him I'm struggling with the baby.
Ugh I'm just so fed up tbh. I've stopped having sex with him but really it's too little too late. I'm really disappointed in myself that this is the life I have now. I love DD and will love our second DC but it's so embarrassing that this is the person that I've had kids with. I'm young but not stupid so can't even blame it on immaturity. I guess I'm just here to vent and maybe have some sort of practical advice on what I can do moving forward even though I don't see anything getting better.