I know my husband loves me, he loves our babies, he works hard and does his best, but lately I feel like he just doesn't care and has been very selfish. I feel like he doesn't notice or acknowledge all that I do, and a lot of things he does shows me that he just doesn't care. He doesn't see it the same way that I do which is normal, but I work so hard to provide him a nice home and when he just tosses stuff everywhere it makes me feel like he's disrespecting me. He also does a bunch of little things that just irk me to no end. He sighs all the time when I ask him to do something, which makes me feel like anything I ask is such a burden or inconvenience. When I ask him to do something he doesn't always realize that means NOW and sometimes he just does it half way, like washing the dishes but leaving all the ones on the stove because he didn't see them and that drives me nuts.
I often find myself feeling unloved and like his maid or mother and I don't want to be either of those. We had a long talk a week ago so he's working on trying to make me feel better, but I think it'll be a long process. I acknowledge that part of it may be the hormones settling down, or the combination with the new ones now that I'm back on birth control. Also, a lot of my bad feelings stem from the fact that I am not happy with my body right now and that makes me super sensative and unhappy a lot of the time. For example when he tells me I look so thin, and I feel like a fat cow, I think he's full of crap and a liar which doesn't help the situation. I also admit that I have a very hard time asking anyone for help, but when he sighs in response or only does half of it, it doesn't encourage me to keep asking him. I also feel resentful of his freedom. I take the girls to my mom's and he gets a week to himself. Then he goes away to a convention for a day, and I'm with the girls. Everything seems to result in him doing something alone and me being responsible for both babies. He's also going to a convention in October which will be good for him but means I'm a single mom for four or five days and that terrifies me.
He's also the kind of person who needs 9 hours sleep and I can get by easily on 6, so he's always complaining about being tired, and comes home and wants to sit and rest, after a day of sitting at a desk all day. Meanwhile I've been on my feet running around the house since 8am and am still running around doing things while he's on his butt. That drives me crazy, but I doubt there is much I can do about that. I know we'll work through this, and that a lot of parents struggle to find a balance when they have a new baby in the house, but right now it sucks a lot and tends to bum me out. I will just have to keep pushing myself to run as much as possible. I know you need rest days in between but now I remember why I ran so much after Lillian. Running is the only thing that keeps my sane and the endorphins make me feel less resentful.
I also really miss church. We haven't managed to be up and get both babies ready in time to go on Sunday mornings and I enjoy church. It makes me feel better about life in general and is nice to be part of a community that all feel like there is a higher power guiding us. I find I feel happier and more fulfilled in my life when we go. I keep wanting to go but it hasn't worked out yet. Maybe next weekend when we're all actually at home on Sunday.
Finally anyone out there have tips for dealing with these feelings?