We've had a tough year with a child that still doesn't reliably sleep through (he's teething now, again). I went back to work at 6 months. Breastfeeding and pumping. Handling 90% of wake ups because of BF. Cooking and weaning, I've done a lot of that too. I carry the financial burden too. He's helped a lot, a lot more than other useless dads i see around me. But it's not even close to 50%. And now baby is less reliant on me, I was hoping he would do more. My job is really full on and long hours.
We get in a vicious cycle where I do more and more and we have a big argument and things balance but then it slips and I do more again.
My head is going to explode. I've just exploded at him (again) and he's now said he's done. He's tried putting up with my moods for the last year but he can't do it anymore.
Honestly I will be fine on my own but I am heartbroken for my baby. I don't want him to grow up with split parents.
And part of the reason I do so much is because I want everything to go smoothly.
But I resent DH, so much. For how much freedom he has. There is no coming back is there.
Reality is that I was / am such a bitch. A resentful horrible woman. I wish I could be like my mum. She did everything and never complained. All I do is complain.