Torrential Outpour

I feel misunderstood, or uncommunicative or, unheard. I'm not sure exactly which it is but I know I feel like crap. I talk, nobody listens, sometimes I feel like I would just prefer not speaking for days. Nobody can ignore you if your not speaking in the first place. Mostly I'm just run down because I keep trying to eek out precious minutes of time with my husband and I know he loves me but he just doesn't seem to want to make time for me. We work conflicting shifts, I work a ten and he works eight. We wake each other up half way through our nights any way we try to make things work. I feel like he thinks I have it easy because he's home already when I get home but its actually harder for me I think. I'm a lighter sleeper and I work more hrs, I get home and usually have to do something (cook,clean,run errands) He plays madden and throws some laundry in and falls asleep. It's making me slightly resent him that I don't seem him for days, he doesn't do as much as he used too and he's home longer than I am. All I ask is to maybe see him every third day for like and hour. Maybe some booty once in awhile, I mean how else are we ever going to have a baby. Grrrr. When I do see him he's grouchy. Then I'm grouchier the next time I see him. It's a descending spiral. He likes his new job, I'm not mad he took it. I just think we could figure out a better system, or he maybe could get on an actual schedule instead of doing whatever it is he does. I'm sick of him saying I'm always yelling at him. I wouldn't be so upset if he didn't act like he was the only one missing sleep and affected by this schedule issue. I just wait for the weekends and hope they come soon enough. Or I escape to the coffee shop because I can't stand to be mad at home while hes sleeping. Then I go home and sleep on the couch. I am bitter as cheap coffee.