DP has just marched out in a sulk. I don't know where he's gone. All day he has not had a positive thing to say about anything. The way he looks at me is more sad despair rather than affection. He moans about everything. All week he can't wait for the weekend, but than when it comes just doesn't seem to know what to do with himself.
I know he misses our pre DD life of going out all the time. I try to explain that things don't have to stop, they just have to change and we have to adapt but it all seems too much for him. DD wasn't planned and whilst he loves her very much he can't accept that he's not a young bachelor boy anymore. We moved from London when DD was born and live fairly near my parents and he complains about a lack of social life and things to do.
I don't know what to do. I don't want to be with someone who seems so unhappy being with me. I feel so frumpy and undesirable but being a mum just doesn't leave me with the energy to deal with all his complaints...