Some back story to set the scene:
Last year, my husband(27) our 4 year old, and I (pregnant, 25) moved two hours away to a new town for his job as a police officer. He loves his job so much and we’ve been very happy. We love living in our new town. Our daughter is happy, I am happy, had a wonderful birth and PP experience. Im grateful to have a good life. I had our baby 5 months ago and ever since his birth it seems like my husband hasn’t been himself.
Husband works midnights and has not adjusted to the schedule at all. He also does about 10 hours OT or side jobs before he goes in for shift each week. He Sleeps a crap ton on the weekends to catch up sleep from the week and is constantly in a hazy, brain foggy state.
I do all the cleaning and care for the house/children. I run them around, do grocery shopping with them, etc. he takes care of financials.
He puts our 4 year old to bed and sleeps with her from 8:30-10:30/11 every day on top of sleeping from 7-8 until 3-3:30…we dont get much family time all together due to his schedule or him just being in a bad mood.
I have found it’s easier to do things with the kids without him. We have our system and adding him to it throws us all for a slight loop I guess. He doesn’t seem to want to do activities with us also lately. Last week, husband started free therapy through his department.
Sooooo yesterday morning at 4:50am, I woke up to a notification on my phone that my Apple ID was used to sync my text messages to our laptop. Strange. I get on the computer and check web history while husband is asleep. He logged into my email, changed Apple ID password just to sync messages, deleted the emails to cover his tracks, got on safari and logged into my Snapchat, FB messenger, Facebook, Instagram. So unlike him and immediately broke so much of my trust. He knows he is openly welcome to look at whatever he needs to on my phone as I have absolutely nothing to hide.
I go into the bedroom and calmly ask him what happened. He blatantly lied and attempted to cover it up. I told him to cut the shit. he admitted to it all because “he had a bad dream”. I let him sleep until 4pm because I didn’t want to see him and have to deal with this shit. I was shaken up and nervous and couldn’t eat on top of caring for our babies.
I woke him up at 4pm and he ignores me. Eventually he the conversation goes:
Him: “you seem mad.”
Me: “I feel like I have a right to be mad”
H: “I shouldn’t have done that”
M: “you shouldn’t have…aaaand?”
H: “aaaaand that’s it.”
awkwardly pacing until he starts talking again*
H: “The past few months I’ve felt like you think you are trapped here. Everybody you love is two hours away and you’re just stuck in the house everyday. I want you to know if you want an out, you can leave. That’s why I’ve been asking if you are still happy here. You don’t have to be stuck here if you don’t want to be”
M: “I’ve always told you I love being here with you and the kids and im not unhappy. I have no desire to leave you or take the kids back to our old town. Are you unhappy?”
H: “im not UNhappy. But im having a hard time separating the job from home life. I don’t want to be in work mode every day but when im home, im anticipating just getting back to the department. I hear my radio even when it’s not attached to my vest. Nights suck on my day off. Just playing Xbox, looking at my phone, and scrolling Netflix until I find something decent for hours until I feel like im finally ready to close my eyes. And by then you guys are waking up. I have a lot of anxiety and I panic when you leave the kids alone with me. I feel like the baby will flip out and I won’t be able to comfort him like you can. I need a hobby outside of the job but we don’t even have time to go to the gym together since I wake up so late everyday.”
I guess he just feels stuck. I feel overwhelmed handling literally everything this house and life is offering us. Most days I can take care of everything and everybody (except myself) to keep us all functioning but if I step off beat, everything is shot to hell and I don’t have help getting our shit back in order. I think we’re slightly sinking and now with this new broken trust and disregard to the only privacy in my life, I feel like my husband is self sabotaging our marriage? Maybe he doesn’t want this life anymore? Why would he give me an out I didn’t ask for? When I ask him these things, he denies it but it’s not very convincing…I don’t have much more to pour into his own cup without taking the last drops from my own. He also agreed to up his therapy sessions to 1x weekly instead of 1x biweekly. Idk how to help him.
Last year, my husband(27) our 4 year old, and I (pregnant, 25) moved two hours away to a new town for his job as a police officer. He loves his job so much and we’ve been very happy. We love living in our new town. Our daughter is happy, I am happy, had a wonderful birth and PP experience. Im grateful to have a good life. I had our baby 5 months ago and ever since his birth it seems like my husband hasn’t been himself.
Husband works midnights and has not adjusted to the schedule at all. He also does about 10 hours OT or side jobs before he goes in for shift each week. He Sleeps a crap ton on the weekends to catch up sleep from the week and is constantly in a hazy, brain foggy state.
I do all the cleaning and care for the house/children. I run them around, do grocery shopping with them, etc. he takes care of financials.
He puts our 4 year old to bed and sleeps with her from 8:30-10:30/11 every day on top of sleeping from 7-8 until 3-3:30…we dont get much family time all together due to his schedule or him just being in a bad mood.
I have found it’s easier to do things with the kids without him. We have our system and adding him to it throws us all for a slight loop I guess. He doesn’t seem to want to do activities with us also lately. Last week, husband started free therapy through his department.
Sooooo yesterday morning at 4:50am, I woke up to a notification on my phone that my Apple ID was used to sync my text messages to our laptop. Strange. I get on the computer and check web history while husband is asleep. He logged into my email, changed Apple ID password just to sync messages, deleted the emails to cover his tracks, got on safari and logged into my Snapchat, FB messenger, Facebook, Instagram. So unlike him and immediately broke so much of my trust. He knows he is openly welcome to look at whatever he needs to on my phone as I have absolutely nothing to hide.
I go into the bedroom and calmly ask him what happened. He blatantly lied and attempted to cover it up. I told him to cut the shit. he admitted to it all because “he had a bad dream”. I let him sleep until 4pm because I didn’t want to see him and have to deal with this shit. I was shaken up and nervous and couldn’t eat on top of caring for our babies.
I woke him up at 4pm and he ignores me. Eventually he the conversation goes:
Him: “you seem mad.”
Me: “I feel like I have a right to be mad”
H: “I shouldn’t have done that”
M: “you shouldn’t have…aaaand?”
H: “aaaaand that’s it.”
awkwardly pacing until he starts talking again*
H: “The past few months I’ve felt like you think you are trapped here. Everybody you love is two hours away and you’re just stuck in the house everyday. I want you to know if you want an out, you can leave. That’s why I’ve been asking if you are still happy here. You don’t have to be stuck here if you don’t want to be”
M: “I’ve always told you I love being here with you and the kids and im not unhappy. I have no desire to leave you or take the kids back to our old town. Are you unhappy?”
H: “im not UNhappy. But im having a hard time separating the job from home life. I don’t want to be in work mode every day but when im home, im anticipating just getting back to the department. I hear my radio even when it’s not attached to my vest. Nights suck on my day off. Just playing Xbox, looking at my phone, and scrolling Netflix until I find something decent for hours until I feel like im finally ready to close my eyes. And by then you guys are waking up. I have a lot of anxiety and I panic when you leave the kids alone with me. I feel like the baby will flip out and I won’t be able to comfort him like you can. I need a hobby outside of the job but we don’t even have time to go to the gym together since I wake up so late everyday.”
I guess he just feels stuck. I feel overwhelmed handling literally everything this house and life is offering us. Most days I can take care of everything and everybody (except myself) to keep us all functioning but if I step off beat, everything is shot to hell and I don’t have help getting our shit back in order. I think we’re slightly sinking and now with this new broken trust and disregard to the only privacy in my life, I feel like my husband is self sabotaging our marriage? Maybe he doesn’t want this life anymore? Why would he give me an out I didn’t ask for? When I ask him these things, he denies it but it’s not very convincing…I don’t have much more to pour into his own cup without taking the last drops from my own. He also agreed to up his therapy sessions to 1x weekly instead of 1x biweekly. Idk how to help him.