I'm a regular, but have name changed as DH knows my posting name.
DH and I have been happily married for 10 years and have two children - aged 5 and 1. I decided to take a break from a very successful career to bring up our first child. When I got pregnant with our second child, we decided I would stay at home for the first 2 years at least, possibly longer.
I have been happy at home, although at times frustrated and bored. On the whole, though, I am happier looking after my children than I would be working - for now.
I should also say that my DH is a very supportive, hands on dad and family man, despite working incredibly hard at a very demanding job. He doe his fair share of housework and childcare and will go out of his way to make sure I have a break, nights out etc. He is generally a lovely, kind and wholly supportive partner, which is why his attitude tonight really shocked me.
Tonight over dinner I mentioned the children's savings accounts and that I thought we should be paying more into them. I reminded him that I have been paying child benefit and tax credits into them every month, but that he has never made any other contribution to them - what I meant was, perhaps he could top them up a bit. I thought my tone of voice and the point I was making were reasonable. However, my DH snapped at me that he has been paying the mortgage, bills, 'everything' for the past 5 years, didn't I realise??? He said it in such a nasty, bitter way - I was stunned. I reminded him that I have saved us thousands in childcare costs by staying at home to bring up our small children myself. I also reminded him that if he had ever had an issue with me staying at home, he could have discussed it with me at any time and I would perhaps have gone back to work sooner. I also reminded him that I have a degree and had a successful fucking career until I had kids and don't have to stay at home looking after his kids if I don't bloody well want to. I don;t do it for the good of my health, after all.
I just feel so let down. Is this how he feels, underneath it all? That I am some kind of leech? That I should be 'grateful' for 'him' paying for our lives? . The situation only works if he is supportive of it. If he resents me not working, I would rather go back to work. I guess I just feel cheated that I have been sailing along in my little bubble world thinking we were happy, and all the time he has this attitude, deep down.
I feel like applying for a full time job first thing tomorrow and telling him to sort the bloody childcare.
Oh, I know it's silly. But I am fuming.