Funny how one can be surrounded by people & still feel so alone.
I've been 'home-bound' in a sense lately and while I've had the kids with me almost all day, and hubby's been around for quite a bit, I feel very alone.
I guess its because to the kids, I'm Amma & generally as most children are, they expect you to provide for them. Its a constant stream of wants, please do this & endless questions. They dont really care about you :-)
Hubs of course is a story of its own. Things have been 'better' in the last few weeks but it takes so much of work, trying to ensure that I am on the 'right side'. Its mentally exhausting, being alert all the time to what he expects & what I need to do.
The upside of it is that we've had less arguments. The downside, he still complains.
And at the end of it all, all that matters to him is him & the family. I guess that's to be expected of any family but what saddens me is that 'I' don't seem to matter in all of this. I'm hoping I'm wrong but I don't think that he's interested in me any more, or that he even likes me anymore.
It feels as if we're both acting out our roles because of a sense of duty, because we brought 3 gorgeous kids into this world & we owe them.
I understand why I do this but it is very lonely.
I've been 'home-bound' in a sense lately and while I've had the kids with me almost all day, and hubby's been around for quite a bit, I feel very alone.
I guess its because to the kids, I'm Amma & generally as most children are, they expect you to provide for them. Its a constant stream of wants, please do this & endless questions. They dont really care about you :-)
Hubs of course is a story of its own. Things have been 'better' in the last few weeks but it takes so much of work, trying to ensure that I am on the 'right side'. Its mentally exhausting, being alert all the time to what he expects & what I need to do.
The upside of it is that we've had less arguments. The downside, he still complains.
And at the end of it all, all that matters to him is him & the family. I guess that's to be expected of any family but what saddens me is that 'I' don't seem to matter in all of this. I'm hoping I'm wrong but I don't think that he's interested in me any more, or that he even likes me anymore.
It feels as if we're both acting out our roles because of a sense of duty, because we brought 3 gorgeous kids into this world & we owe them.
I understand why I do this but it is very lonely.
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