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and then he was there! ????
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We’ve been together for almost 10 years, no drama, nothing, just a lovely, carefree life together.
Then came the little one.. our life, or rather, let’s be honest, my life, is completely turned upside down.
I gave birth in early October via C-section. Recovery went well, but as soon as I was on my feet, my husband went back to work. 5 days a week, Mon to Fri, from 8 to 5. On top of that, he plays football two evenings during the week and, of course, a match on Sunday. How lovely! I’m glad he enjoys it and I wish him well. So, as you can see, only Saturday is left for us. Unfortunately, that’s not the case. He still spends an average of 6 hours on that day at his job.. another job.. our own business, something he can’t avoid. So my husband is already spending 60 hours a week on obligations, but that was already the case before the little one came. What has changed for my husband? Nothing! Absolutely nothing. Well, he got a cute little man to cuddle when he comes home. Because often his diaper is already changed, and he always happens to have just eaten. He doesn’t have to give anything up, doesn’t have to take anything into account. Having a baby, fun! says my husband. As I said, my world is turned upside down. Whereas I used to work 40 hours too, I’m now at home. I care for our little man with love 24/7, but sometimes it drives me crazy! With everything I do, everything I want to do, I have to adjust everything. Even getting cigarettes at the gas station 80 meters away is no longer just a quick thing. Before I can go into town, there’s a whole ritual beforehand, and then, of course, the little man comes along too. A moment for myself? What’s that? It’s not fair that everything is different for me and for my husband, only the hours he’s at home. The moments he’s at home are precious, so for me it’s a waste to go out of the house because then I won’t see my husband at all.
I look forward to the weekend. Then the car is ready and I can go and do whatever I want. With the little one, of course. But unfortunately, the weekends are packed with baby visits. Mostly from my husband’s side. You guessed it, I have to host these visits because mister is either working or playing football. Bye weekend, and hello even more obligations that dominate my life right now. In this way, weekends make me feel even more restricted than weekdays. I’m going crazy.. I’m going mad. This is not what I imagined being a mother would be like. I never thought I’d look forward to the little one going to daycare. I love the little one unconditionally, but not my life, which is dictated by everything and everyone except myself.. for my husband it’s great, for me it’s hell.
Am I the only one? Is this still my hormones bothering me? I can’t wait to get back to work!
Then came the little one.. our life, or rather, let’s be honest, my life, is completely turned upside down.
I gave birth in early October via C-section. Recovery went well, but as soon as I was on my feet, my husband went back to work. 5 days a week, Mon to Fri, from 8 to 5. On top of that, he plays football two evenings during the week and, of course, a match on Sunday. How lovely! I’m glad he enjoys it and I wish him well. So, as you can see, only Saturday is left for us. Unfortunately, that’s not the case. He still spends an average of 6 hours on that day at his job.. another job.. our own business, something he can’t avoid. So my husband is already spending 60 hours a week on obligations, but that was already the case before the little one came. What has changed for my husband? Nothing! Absolutely nothing. Well, he got a cute little man to cuddle when he comes home. Because often his diaper is already changed, and he always happens to have just eaten. He doesn’t have to give anything up, doesn’t have to take anything into account. Having a baby, fun! says my husband. As I said, my world is turned upside down. Whereas I used to work 40 hours too, I’m now at home. I care for our little man with love 24/7, but sometimes it drives me crazy! With everything I do, everything I want to do, I have to adjust everything. Even getting cigarettes at the gas station 80 meters away is no longer just a quick thing. Before I can go into town, there’s a whole ritual beforehand, and then, of course, the little man comes along too. A moment for myself? What’s that? It’s not fair that everything is different for me and for my husband, only the hours he’s at home. The moments he’s at home are precious, so for me it’s a waste to go out of the house because then I won’t see my husband at all.
I look forward to the weekend. Then the car is ready and I can go and do whatever I want. With the little one, of course. But unfortunately, the weekends are packed with baby visits. Mostly from my husband’s side. You guessed it, I have to host these visits because mister is either working or playing football. Bye weekend, and hello even more obligations that dominate my life right now. In this way, weekends make me feel even more restricted than weekdays. I’m going crazy.. I’m going mad. This is not what I imagined being a mother would be like. I never thought I’d look forward to the little one going to daycare. I love the little one unconditionally, but not my life, which is dictated by everything and everyone except myself.. for my husband it’s great, for me it’s hell.
Am I the only one? Is this still my hormones bothering me? I can’t wait to get back to work!
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