My tale is a warning to other parents in my situation, who honestly have given their spouses way too much leniency in their parenting responsibilities.

You know, those partners who shirk basic things like changing nappies and waking up overnight, even on the weekends.

That was my husband. I gave him two years to grow up and contribute, but when I suggested he simply give me one weekend night off, I was spectacularly abused.

I gave him too much slack and waited too long. Don’t make my mistake.

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My tale is a warning to other parents in my situation, who honestly have given their spouses way too much leniency in their parenting responsibilities.

You know, those partners who shirk basic things like changing nappies and waking up overnight, even on the weekends.

That was my husband. I gave him two years to grow up and contribute, but when I suggested he simply give me one weekend night off, I was spectacularly abused.

I gave him too much slack and waited too long. Don’t make my mistake.

"An incredibly crap dad and husband"

Looking back, I was a single mum from the moment my son was born. Seriously.

I had a husband who was already a decent dad to two kids, so I did not see coming his total lack of participation in our son’s life.

But that’s what I saw every day we were together, until I left him with my son two years later for being an incredibly crap dad and husband.

I didn’t understand it. He would come home from work, pour himself a wine, and head straight to the balcony to have some ‘me time’ with barely a hello. 

He’d be out there or 20 minutes or so. At witching hour. Once, my sister watched him do it, and it shook her because she’d never seen a parent so indifferent to their child.

I’d been warned about partners potentially being like this, until the baby was older. I didn’t think it would apply to my husband, because I’d already seen him be a great dad. I was so wrong.

With our son, he’d walk in, completely ignore me cutting the baby’s finger nails or cleaning up a massive poo, grab his wine, and head straight out.

I just didn’t understand why he wouldn’t engage with us. Admittedly, I was so in love with our child, I didn’t really notice at first.

And then I did, and I was furious.



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