Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:I totally get it, OP. Being a SAHM doesn’t mean that you are on duty 24/7 while DH gets to sit around watching the or playing on his phone. It’s even more frustrating when your spouse doesn’t clean up their own messes. Playing mommy to a grown man isn’t in the job description. And most importantly, being a man-child who is incapable of basic adult functions is so unattactive. Last night my DH got upset because I wouldn’t help him give our toddler a bath. What kind of grown man needs help with that?? There’s not even room for two people at the tub!
Anyway, what I’ve done is tried to simplify our lives as much as possible. I started a very minimalist lifestyle and every 6 months I go through my house and get rid of tons of stuff. Especially toys. I also make my DD pick up after herself. She’s two, but she’s understands that she needs to clean up very well. Same breakfast and lunch every day, and I have about a dozen easy dinners I rotate through. Grilling is easy cleanup and as a bonus the man feels like he has to pitch in.
I also have a man I exchange flirty texts with. It’s one thing in my life that makes me feel good about myself. But I give myself reality checks that there is no life with any other man. In reality, relationships are hard. I’d probably end up in the same situation with another man-child. I know most men are just trying to hit it and quit it, and I’m not giving up my lifestyle so that obnoxious guys can get laid then disappear. So I enjoy my fantasy with the guy I text, but remind myself that it’s the fantasy I want, not the reality.
Thanks for this and understanding. Relationships are hard and I feel like I got blindsided by this. I feel that I’m trapped forever working honestly from 6am until I drop at 9:30pm while my DH just watches tv at the end of his workday. The kids prefer me as he doesn’t try to engage them so they are often cling to me. I feel like a modern day slave. We have a good lifestyle, but money and lululemon and vacations aren’t everything. I’m not sure if I would be happier alone or if it would be better for my kids (since obviously they come before any of my needs or desires). Every holiday, birthday, event I am busting my butt while he relaxes 100%. Crying doesn’t help. Getting mad doesn’t help. I do it for my kids but I’m afraid I have so much resentment I’m going to get cancer or something.