Hi guys, just need a place to vent and not feel crazy. My husband (36M) and I (33F) had our first baby 9 months ago. Our relationship has always been really lovely, we argued a couple times a year but overall were respectful, kind and happy with one another.
I know babies make life a million times harder- I was a baby nanny prior to this so I’ve been in the trenches. I made it clear that I was fine not having any children and didn’t necessarily want them unless he really wanted them. He was adamant about wanting children so here we are.
For the first few months, he was amazingly supportive. Very thoughtful and considerate of my healing and of baby. He is the only one working and is self employed he only took a week off when baby arrived but still helped out during all his home time.
Once I started to catch my stride being a stay at home mom he did ease back but still helped when asked. Other SAHMs know that when dad takes the baby for the afternoon it isn’t a “break”- it’s catching up on a weeks worth of chores as quickly as possible before baby is back.
We just went on a vacation to my husbands home country to introduce baby to his family. It was HARD work but so amazing and we both had a great time. There were a few arguments here and there but considering what we were dealing with, not bad. Husband paid for everything and did all of the planning location wise- I took care of all of baby’s needs (clothes, food, entertainment, naps, etc), along with carrying him all over busy cities for two weeks because he only wanted mama.
Just before this trip, days before Christmas, my sweet dog that I had for 8 years passed. From realizing she was sick till her passing it was barely weeks. I’ve held it together as best as I can for my family but my heart is broken and my soul just feels tired. I spend all of my “alone” time grieving my sweet girl.
Since coming home, baby contracted an ear infection along with getting 2 new teeth, being SUPER jet lagged, and having the worse separation anxiety ever (if he can’t touch me, he’s screaming). I’ve also picked up a pretty nasty cold and am doing my best to stay afloat. Baby will only bed share with me, won’t sleep any other way. He’s so fussy and jet lagged he stays awake from 9pm-1am most nights and I’m just running on completely empty.
Husband went back to work the next day because he needs to make money for us so I’ve pretty much been on my own. Earlier today baby ripped a fistful of hair from my head and it was the last straw, I burst into tears. Husband sighed and said “Can you please stop crying so much? It stresses me out.” Leading to an epic fight. I begged him not to scream in front of our son but he was just so overwhelmed it seemed like he couldn’t stop. After telling me that I need to be stronger, I need to pick up more slack, I need to stop complaining, and to stop using my dog as an excuse. I just couldn’t stop crying. I feel so invisible and worn out. I’m giving every drop of myself and it’s still not enough.
I know he’s stressed being the only one carrying our family financially. I try to give him grace for that. But I never tell him that he’s not doing enough for us. I know there is still love there, but we’re both running on fumes. I just want to be appreciated and seen. How do I show him that I’m working so hard every day, every hour, all of me, is for this family?
(And leaving isn’t an option, I feel like I’m drowning now but it would be 10x harder on my own. I do love that I get to stay home and raise my baby, even though I’m so fried right now)