I can't take it anymore. I have tried a schedule and the girls just wine. I have tried asking dh for more help and he chooses the things he wants to help with, when he feels like helping...and then bitches about it. My house is ALWAYS a mess, is it my mess...no, it's dh and the girls. They are always leaving stuff laying around our small house so it always looks like a dump. I'm embarraced to have friends or family over. Our yard looks like a junk yard that's half finished. The basement is a dissaster and no where near ready for developing thanks to dh. He "cleaned" it in the fall. His idea of cleaning and clearing it out was to pile everything in one corner. Literally. I can't find anything I need because it's in this 10'x10' heap downstairs.
It seems like everything is on me because I'm at home. He recently changed his work schedule so he could take our dd to her bus in the morning. That's great you say? Well, every morning I stay in bed an extra 20 min while dh gets dd ready for school. He's mad at me because I do this. He keeps reminding me that he's doing me this huge favor. So now he refuses to empty the dishwasher, since I have it so good. Meanwhile I spend an hour cleaning up the mess they leave me and tidying up all the crap left around the house. He pouts and is a complete jerk in the morning, this is the real reason I stay in bed. He puts me in a bad mood. He feels rushed. All he has to do is get dd dressed, pack her pre-made lunch and feed her. All this in an hour. I had to do that plus get the other 2 and myself ready and out the door. Just to get back to a mess.
I ask that he puts the laundry away, puts the garbage away, empties the dishwasher and gives ds a bath. He used to do supper dishes, but I do them now so he can give ds a bath. The garbage is always piled at the back door, the laundry is always piled on our dresser, he now refuses to empty the dishwasher because my mornings are too easy, but he still gives ds a bath. Then he tells me how good I have it because he's such a help.
I lost it on him this morning. I said I was done. My job is to nurture my children. That means playing games, going for walks, taking to special educational places and spending my day loving them. I have no time to do anything with my kids during the day. I'm done. My job is just that and that's what I'm going to do. I'm not doing laundry, vacuming, cooking, shopping, cleaning or any other household chore that is not a direct result of myself or ds living in the house. When dh comes home I'm off duty and I will be going outside to start staining the deck, landscaping and gardening. Once the outside is cleaned up then I will work on painting doors and baseboards and inside repairs. He can shop, cook and clean. The girls too for that matter. They are just as bad. At 5 and 7 they are capable of picking up their stuff and making sure their laundry is in the hamper.
Dh has had the luxery of not having to pick the kids up at daycare, so he can work late. I don't work so he also has the freedom to go in after hours when needed, or take a trip out of town (which happens all the time). He has built himself quite a career at my expense. I told him I wanted to go to University and it's been a hastle ever since. "It's too expensive". However, we can find the hundreds of dollars to put into his flying hobby.
Sorry. I've just had a really bad day. I feel used and neglected and taken advantage of. I feel like I have been giving all I can with no results. I feel like a cook and a maid, and that's just not my job. My job is mom and wife and I don't have time to be good at either of them. There's just too much work for one woman to handle. I spend hours cleaning just to have to clean again a couple hours later. It's exausting, and I'm tired.