Is it PPD or just need a new man? Or both?!
So it's been 15 months since I gave birth and my hormones been crazy. I would cry everyday in the beginning and then its was raging out at my fiancé. My fiancé rarely helped with our baby, he said since I was breastfeeding he couldn't. I was always sleep deprived. At 6 months I went back to work and only 3x a week. He hasn't hold a full time more than a year, so he usually works evenings on the weekends. He would never help with house work, just cooks bcuz he literally went to culinary school and would basically criticize my cooking. Therefore he was the cook in our family & I would clean the kitchen. Our baby is now 15 months & I'm still breastfeeding which I've been trying to wean but need help. We've been having petty arguments about him cleaning after himself like bathrooms & our room when I ask for help he either needs to go to the gym/jiu jitsu class or play playstation. I felt like we we're never the priority so obviously I feel resentful. But now its getting physical. Example today I put the baby down, meanwhile I was folding baby clothes and watching Love Island. The baby woke up like 3 times and every time I have to breastfeed him back to sleep. He isn't home, so I communicated how frustrated I was getting. I finished folding the clothes, put it away & when I sit to watch the show baby wakes up. At this point I'm bring the baby to the couch with me. My fiancé gets home, he starts talking to me and now I have my 10 yr in the living room asking to tuck her in. She asked him, he continues to talk to me and sits basically ignoring my daughter. After he stopped talking, I hit play. Immediately my older daughter walks out of her room and starts talking. I softly say "I'm ganna loose my shit". He then proceeded to get on his knees walking towards me, blocking the tv to kiss the baby. I lost my shit by saying can u move, while I tried to move him with my legs. He then turns the Tv off, I'm raging so then I get the playstation pretend to throw it out but just hid it. He then turns the Wifi off and starts name calling me. He then tried to get the baby out my hands, I swerve him and put my legs up to block him from getting him. Bcuz I knew he wasn't going to put him back to sleep. He then punches my leg. I react and slap him, he slaps me back. I then get up and walk to the room. As he is still talking shit. So now I'm here, debating what my next move should be. This is the worse fight we've had but prior to this, it's been arguments about him being messy, not doing enough and not helping financially. It's always been 50/50 even when I wasn't working. I'm just tired.