Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:You both are bitching about nothing and are really just complaining because you feel like you do more than the other.
Your kids will get older and you will realize that the earlier years are nothing but a blip on the radar. Raising kids isn't something that happens the first year, or the first three or even the first five. It's lifetime event. As your kids get older, the hands on physical stuff reduces and the real parenting begins.
and... let me guess... you have no kids.![]()
Wrong.
I have kids - they are now teenagers.
Me too. Just wait until the summer internship applications start, the SAT, ACT, AP tests, the college tours, the college applications, the transition problems, the money issues, the "I've f*cked up my schedule, or I've f*cked up my dorm application for next year" calls. The driving lessons. The car crashes. The boyfriend or girlfriend hysteria. The wedding planning. It never ends.

Anonymous wrote:She's probably working longer hours to get away from you trying to control her. You're being emotionally abusive.
Your wife worked full time, did all the housekeeping, and you called her a bad mother because she wanted to bottle feed instead of breast feed.
Either that or she's trying to make up for your low paying flexible job since you keep turning down better jobs. Sounds pretty narcicissistic and delusional to me. Yeah, I'm doing this crap job that pays "really well for the type of work it is" (whatever that means) and everyone keeps trying to promote me or hire me at another company but I keep turning them down because I want to be home at 5:30 so my wife can serve me dinner. Only thing is she's so selfish she won't quit her job and take a crappy job too so she can get home early and cook my dinner, like I imagined since I was a child. She was so selfish she chose to improve her education and keep getting promoted. Oh yeah, she also refused to kill herself during pregnancy and try to cram 3 semesters into 1 so she could be home to handle all the baby's feedings and cook me dinner after the baby was born. So selfish. And when we go to the gym together she doesn't work out as hard as I think she should. That's not really relevant, but what a great example of her lazy selfishness, amiright?
Anonymous wrote:
OP,
I don't know if you're still reading, but I know a woman like your wife. I'm sure she loves her children, yet... she neglects them. All this winter she has been sending her two little girls to school in short sleeves with very inadequate jackets. No gloves, even though their walk home with a baby sitter is long. This is a woman who throws lot of parties at her house, so she could afford to dress her girls properly. She told her babysitter to give them anything they asked for, to stop their whining - because that's how she treats them herself. They get very little attention from her, and she's constantly running around for her job as a real-estate agent.
The teachers are onto her though.
Anonymous wrote:OP, are you even hearing the people who keep telling you how controlling and critical you sound? You have Issues, man. And the fact that you refuse any responsibility except for "listening too hard to the breastfeeding advocates" is very concerning.
You seem very rigid and judgmental. Your job is not to "fix" your wife's personality, workouts, career, or lactation.
I don't have the heart to wish that you two work it out because I think she'll be better off without you. Try not to be as controlling and critical of the kids, okay?
Anonymous wrote:I know how you feel, OP.
My ex-wife put work before the marriage. We moved 300 miles away and took lower paying jobs in order to try and start over. Things were good for a while, but then she got pregnant and went back into overdrive. She was rarely home. I was the primary parent. She never wanted to do anything as a family, but she'd leap out of bed with the flu to go in to work. I took our child everywhere, and spent most of the time just texting pics to her. All along the way, I got comments along the lines of me "helping out for a day." A day? This is my life. Post-divorce, everyone thinks she's super mom and I'm just the typical dad. At least our child knows. Trips to mom's house are usually met with "Do I have to go?"