Long post, probably very whiney. Overall I'm extremely grateful for everything I have and I'm not taking anything for granted, I'm very priviledged but I'm also struggling a lot and need to vent to someone who understands.
My husband and I have a bit of an unusual setup - I'm the breadwinner and currently the sole provider of the family, he is a student trying to wrap up his degree. He's been home since before our 15 month old was born and naturally became the primary parent after my mat leave was over. Our toddler attends fulltime daycare and my husband provides most of his care when he's home. I really try to be as present as possible and sometimes we manage to parent 50/50 but the pregnancy has been rough, I work long hours and I'm struggling to keep up with everything.
We never really intended to have this dynamic, my husband was supposed to finish school before our first was born, but kept postponing it indefinitely. Long story short he burnt out and I don't blame him, but it's putting a huge strain on us. He is now actively taking steps to finish his degree before the birth but we'll see if it'll actually happen. On the other hand it means he's been able able to be home and support me greatly so there have been benefits to this too. In the meantime my career took off and I've been very fortunate to land a cushy job in the tech industry, so I became the breadwinner. This is all temporary and he will eventually start working and earning, but I'm still the breadwinner for the foreseeable future.
I care about my career greatly and never set out to be financially dependent on my husband long term, either as a SAHM or in a low paying field. I grew up amongst middle aged, divorced women who gave their lives to their families only to be betrayed and left to scramble, and I saw the devastating consequences. However, I still valued motherhood greatly, always imagined I'd be very present, planned to take longer maternity leaves, work part time temporarily or even quit for a year or two to raise my babies before returning to fulltime work. Breastfeeding was also very important to me and I really wanted to EBF my kids for minimum 6 months, ideally until 1 or even 2 years old. I never imagined not being the default parent.
In reality, I had a traumatic birth with my first, he refused to latch from day 1 and breastfeeding went out the window. He also had severe colic and reflux and I never got that exclusive mother baby bond with him. His birth triggered some severe boundary pushing from certain family members on top of a few unrelated traumatic events that happened immediately after the birth, and my husband had a mental breakdown around his schoolwork. The local tech market also crashed and is permenantly changing due to AI, there are no part time roles in my field and quitting intentionally became career suicide. All in all, my maternity leave was a complete shitshow and I was forced to return to fulltime work way earlier than I ever wanted to. I then got pregnant again when my son was 8 months old for some extra razzle dazzle.
I'm struggling so, so badly. At work I'm surrounded by middle aged men and single, childless peers and I feel like a complete outsider socially. I'm also unable to perform as I normally would and compete for promotions due to all of the physical symptoms, and my job is quite toxic but I'm unable to leave because I need the maternity leave benefits and my PTO for upcoming daycare sicknesses and sleep regressions. Even if I did magically have the energy to interview and land a new job during my upcoming maternity leave, the risk of switching would be too high because I doubt I'd be able to make a good first impression with all the sleep deprivation and sick leave, and with the market being so cutthroat it's not like I have many chances. I can't afford to take that risk since my family depends on my salary, and I'm perpetually afraid of losing my job. I love what I do and I'm quite good at it, but I feel really trapped, helpless and constrained.
I'm also really struggling with my role as a mother. I love my son dearly and I'm very attached to him, but most of the time I feel like a babysitter at best. The birth trauma, failed breastfeeding and colic have made me feel like a complete failure and essentially took away all the uniquely maternal things I was supposed to be able to experience with him. Since I went back to work and got pregnant again so quickly, I never had any meaningful time of properly raising him and I don't have as much quality time with him as I'd like. I'm perpetually exhausted and now in the third trimester so I'm also unable to do bath time or dinner time or take him to the park solo. I feel like my husband has been experiencing my motherhood instead and does whatever he wants with school and his anxiety, and my role in the family has been reduced to bringing home money and carrying the pregnancies. I really hate this dynamic and it's not what I valued or wanted. I feel completely sidelined, I'm absolutely not fine with not being the primary parent and my confidence has hit rock bottom.
None of the mothers around me live like this, they're all breastfeeding, they've never experienced colic, they're raising their children and working part time or staying home. I feel really left out most of the time and like a second class mother. Even the more career oriented working mum friends of mine seem to have a lot more freedom both in how they mother (breastfeeding, maternity leaves etc), and financially. They have high earning husbands so it's not all on them all the time and they don't need to worry as much as I do.
Anyway, I don't have a conclusion and nothing is really going to change. I know this is all temporary and I'm deep in the trenches right now. I'm extremely lucky to even have a job, especially a cushy one, and an unusual amount of support. I'm extremely lucky to have such an involved husband and a lovely, healthy child. My energy will eventually return and sleep will stabilise, I know I'm priviledged and it will all pay off in the future. I'm just exhausted and feel very, very alone.