My husband’s procrastination is pissing me off

Long post, but I don’t even care if anyone reads this! I just need to vent and get my feelings out!

I am a stay at home mom, 25 weeks pregnant and we have a 14 month old.

My husband has a self confessed fun job with a lot of perks. He’s out at least two, sometimes three nights a week because clients are always taking him out to concerts, going to really expensive restaurants, bars all sorts of things. I’ve been invited maybe three times out of three years. This includes company xmas parties and such. I don’t know if wives are actually not invited or he just doesn’t want me there, honestly.

He wakes up at 8:30, has an hour lunch and is done by 5:30. He’s always going in an hour late or leaving early and he always blames it on me or our daughter, using us as excuses when really he just wants to sleep in.

When he’s home on the weekends I ask him to wake up one day with our daughter (I’m up the same time he is every day) so I can sleep in and then I’ll take her the other morning. Whoever has her that morning takes her till naptime, then the other person takes her from nap time till whenever we get ready to go somewhere, and he schedules it in such petty ways.

He will literally add up exact times and then bitch “I had her for three hours this morning and you won’t have her as long bc we’re going over my parents later.”

He makes comments like, “if you don’t like it than you can go back to work.” Yeah. Like I’m going to get a new job 25 weeks pregnant in retail (what I did before) and spend the same amount I’m making or more on putting our daughter into daycare?

He talks about how much he loves her all the time but he never sees her, then is so stupid with time like having her for three hours is hell, when I have her literally everyday, all day.

I say I need a break sometimes and he freaks out that he needs a break because he works, I get a break everyday because she naps for an hour and a half. My “break” is trying to clean or get things done or make dinner while she’s sleeping. He’s got an hour lunch, but it’s not the same because he has to drive to get lunch and drive back?

If he has to do anything around the house he either procrastinates and then get angry when I keep telling him to do it (the toilet was leaking/flooding and it sat that way for two weeks, with me cleaning up water every day because he could apparently fix it and didn’t want me to call a plumber.) or he will then act like he’s done some great deed o should be proud of (like he mowed the lawn and so he shouldn’t have to do anything else ever - what a great guy.)

He always has an excuse for everything. I want to start getting our baby room for the new Baby cleared out at least and I’ve asked him a thousand times to go through piles of clothes he’s had sitting around since we moved in 4 years ago and to get rid of stuff. He would never do it, to the point where I started bringing in clothes to our room and literally going through it with him as he sat on his phone on the bed after a “tiring” day at work.

Now he’s stated he will clean out the room (last weekend) because he has to do it all at once, because that’s the way he does things. He can’t stop and start of go through several things at a time and he has no time to do it (on the weekend) because I had wanted him to wake up with our daughter one day so I could sleep off the terrible headache I had.

Why can’t he do it with her in there? I expect him to move furniture with her in there? Well what about all the clothes he still has to go through, all the stuff in the closet? Do that maybe and let her play and then wake me up when you are done and I’ll take her while you move everything?

No, that doesn’t work because he has to do it all at once? Like, he always comes up with these excuses for being lazy and they don’t even make sense.

I feel like all he wants to do is sit on his phone on twitter or check sports when he’s home. Like it’s the fucking 1800’s and I can just deliver his daughter for five minutes to play and then take her away so he can do whatever he likes.

He acts like he has so much stress when he spends a small amount of time working and more time going out and having fun, then when he’s home he needs to go for a run, and watch sports, and sit on his phone for hours on end because he needs to relax.

I’m just sick of his laziness, his procrastination, and him acting like he is amazing because he makes money and so superior to me raising our child.