Have had a huge row with DH that has bought things to a head.
Bit of background first:
I work PT and DH works FT. We have DS who attends nursery when I’m at work and DC in school.
Cleaning is outsourced but I do everything else in the house, for the DC and all the ‘mental load’ stuff. DH contributes to the morning and evening routine with the kids. I should add however that I get up much earlier every morning and get the ball rolling with the DC plus once a week take delivery of the online food shop before 8am and put it all away whilst DH stays in bed.
Occasionally he will cook (simple things that go in the oven mainly), load and unload the dishwasher, take DCs to school and nursery (maybe once or twice a week) and does generally put the bins out. But I definitely do these things far more often.
Things have come to a head after Christmas as I’ve been ill and feel exhausted. I find December particularly stressful as there is so much to do. I purchased 90% of the gifts and wrapped them all, planned the food, ordered the turkey, wrote all the Christmas cards etc etc. Not to mention all the things involved with DC at school and nursery at this time of year - school Christmas fair, dress down days, nativity plays and so on. All extra work.
DH and DC caught flu just before Christmas, and me a few days later. DH took to his bed for nearly 4 days and I was less than sympathetic. The low point was washing a bucket he’d coughed mucus in to so I could use it to mop the kitchen floor (cleaner cancelled - great timing!)
I then felt extremely ill for Christmas but didn’t take to my bed, tried to stay upright and be helpful where I could. Admittedly, I didn’t cook Christmas lunch but I did help clear up albeit very slowly and tried to share in the DC’s excitement of the day but really did feel like death on legs.
We had one guest staying with us and he was a huge help in the kitchen and with the kids.
Shortly after Christmas, we had a huge row about tidying up toys. As part of this row, DH told me I’d done “fuck all” for the past 5 days and that me “putting my feet up doesn’t work”. By doesn’t work I presume he meant he had to go to the shops, buy food and cook it. These comments made me see red, I went ballistic and was f’ing and blinding, sorting through toys by throwing them to the floor and generally crashing around so he pushed me to the floor and I pretended I was going to punch him, throw things at him etc.
I don’t know what to do and just can’t get past the fact that someone can take umbrage with the fact they had to do some domestic tasks when usually all those tasks fall to me, not to mention all the other stuff I do.
I don’t feel like I’m in a team, I feel like I do the lion’s share, get fed up and grumpy, explode and then repeat.
DH has now started filming my rants (I am prone to verbal outbursts aimed at him and say some pretty vile things) as he believes they are proof I am a narcissistic and abusive partner.
Thoughts on how I should move forward as my head is a mess and I’m so exhausted from it all. Am I abusive, are we both as bad as each other? I just don’t know anymore.