Namechanged as would hate my husband to see this.
This is a sleep/co-sleeping/extended breastfeedig/relationship/sex issue all wrapped up together.
Wonderful DD is 20 months and a typical fed-to-sleep, wake-in-the-night, slung everywhere 'attached' little girl.
We both work in news part time and share her care (DH works two punishing, long night shifts) and I work three 8-hour shifts (but mostly very early starts, like 6am)
We love sharing her care, we love her and we (I'm assuming on his behalf!) feel close in some ways that we're both on the same page. We wouldn't call ourselves 'attachment parents' sounds a little didactic but we've (or more to the point, I) adopted this way as a response to how our daughter is. An early baby, very small and basically the first six months was a babymoon for us as I was convinced she wasn't taking in enough. There lie the seeds of her boob obsession. Apart from the 8 hours I work (and even then until a couple of months ago I used to feed her in my lunch hour) she'll ask to feed many times a day (I try to distract) and seems to make up for it at night. She feeds more than many newborns.
A good day/night can see her feed from 6am on and off in bed - then a nap in the sling in town after an activity (yes, she's not heavy but still she's 20 months) and then another activity, then dinner all together at around 6pm, then bath and story and bed and feed to sleep which could take 20 minutes. She may wake once before midnight and is settled quickly with a feed (not really drinking, in fact she rarely does) and maybe one more waking in the eaarly hours.
A bad night (more common these days) will see her take ages to settle - sometimes multiple attempts with her getting up and running about which takes the initial settling to up to 2 hours. Then waking every hour. For the last two nights it's been like this - she has a cold and temp and trying to get calpol into her is like trying to get it into an angry eel.
Now to my relationship. It's killing it. I'm bitter and angry that all this settling and resettling falls to me. That my husband has taken to sleeping in my DD's room (we hopefully bought a big bed for her but any attempt to get her in it failed) and gets a full night (on the nights he doesn't work. That he can sit on the sofa and relax with a glass of wine while I run around coralling my daughter or lying in the dark on my side for hours.
Maybe it's the breastfeeding, but I don't want to be touched. We very rarely have sex but the last few times it's been like something from a film - she's woken up crying JUST as we were about to actually do it. I haven't had a period, and believe it or not, we'd like to have another child (please don't tell me I'm stupid because our relationship is fucked, I'm thinking of the big picture here) and I can't wait forever as I'm 38.
The dialogue between us if it's anything to do with me and sleeplessness and frustration is at an impasse. He's heard me moan and tear my hair out too much, so he's shut down. He thinks he's being understanding by not hassling me for sex whereas I feel he's avoiding the situation, which hurts me.
It got bad a few months back and I went to the doctor I've been depressed before so thought it would be that and she prescribed me a low dose of sertraline. But two months after taking them I stopped. I realised that I am not depressed at all. Yes, I am unhappy, yes I'm frustrated but I'm NOT depressed. I'm fucking tired and worn out! Understandable really.
But the problem with me having gone to the docs is that in a tense exchange I feel he almost uses it as a put down, a way to diminish my feelings, because I'm basically a mentalist.
I feel sometimes like I'm screaming in a glass box in the middle of the room and he can't hear me. I feel hurt that a person who professes to love me can't see me getting more and more fed up and tired and won't take practical steps to help me. His idea of help is either get me champagne or otherwise to sigh and offer to take her/settle her. But he always brings her back to me saying "she's too upset/she's waking the neighbours/maybe now's not the time/it's because you're here and she wonders why you're not comforting her"
So we never get anywhere. And his inability to push through and take a bit of her crying (he's a real softie) as he settles her annoys me.
We both agree that I should wind down feeding (she can't seem to be happy cutting down to one or two feeds) and try to get her out of our bed.
I'm making him sound unkind and unreasonable. He's not. He's a wonderful man but not good at confrontation and he is fed up with me -- hell, I'm fed up with me.
Also I can be tentative about changing things. She's such a wonderful girl, she understands so much and is fully conversational. We have an amazing close relationship and she's just blossoming and I am anxious I could ruin that.
But I need to get myself to a place where I can listen to him and he can listen to me and after a 12-hour day and a 1-2 hour of settling is I don't feel like being reasonable.
Help!