In a nutshell.
We have a 4 month old. He works and I'm on mat leave to look after the baby.
He does not do any housework - never does laudry, washing up or cleaning (ok, if I was to be completely honest he does that once or twice a month). Changes baby's nappy maybe 1-2 times a week. Last night I asked him to do that while I was watching the TV- he gave me a look which meant he was not going to do it. I just di it myself and ignored him for the rest of the evening.
I look after the baby 24/7. I don't have any family to help me out with that. I also have shitloads to do at the moment in order to get my masters.
We've been arguing about stuff all the time. Talked about household chores and what I want him to do - probably a million of times. He gets better for a day or 2 but then it is back to normal.
I feel increasingly resentful towards him. Don't have a mental energy to argue anymore.
I seem to burst into tears everytime we talk about it. Starting to understand woman who jump from bridges after having a baby.
He says he is trying so hard. I just don't see it. This weekend we argued again. We agreed few days ago that he is going to look after the baby so I have some time to work on my things. This afternoon however he comes and tells me that he is feeling depressed and is going to the pub to watch the football. Meaning our agreement goes out of the window and I am left with the baby and unable to work on my project.
He is now trying to cheer me up but I just find myself unable to cheer up. Have had enough. I had a few glasses of wine - felling nicely numb at the moment. know tomorrow all will be back to normal.
I just feel nothing for him anymore. I don't seem to even be able to have any feelings towards the baby either, as horrible as it sounds. I just feel so empty. And tired. Like a robot who gets up when needed and does what is needed.
I am wondering whether I might be developing PND or I am just being unreasonable towards him. Maybe he's right and because he works full time it's just fair that I do EVERYTHING in the house.
It bugs me that he thinks he can just fuck off to the pub if feeling depressed. How about me?!! I'd like to fuck off somewhere too but I just CAN'T. I don't have such a luxury. Also, I hate that he thinks has an option whether to spend time with the baby or not, whether to change his nappy or not. I do not have it and don't think it is fair.
So please help me to put my head straight. Should I just shut up get myself sorted and get on with everything, is it a PND and I should show my sad pathetic face to my GP or my life is beautiful and I am just being an idiot creating problems there where they don't exist?
Thank you.