It's not about being a live-in prostitute. I don't go for anything extravagant, I wear myself pretty hard taking care of three kids (his two and his friend's daughter) and keeping a house clean and despite always being sore from this, I'll be damned if the man taking care of me goes to bed with someone dumpy. Thanks to me, the kids are getting better grades in school, this house is pretty at night despite always somehow being trashed by morning, and he's rarely stressed despite having a job that wears his ass out. If shit hits the fan and he's not able to come home to a pretty house, at least he can end the day with a pretty person.
Dude I'm pretty sure there's more about you that he likes than just being pretty... so what are you for him and what is he for you? Can you leave the prettiness away and respond to this honestly? Prettiness doesn't make the family, prettiness doesn't make the couple and if that's what you believe you are seriously mistaking and this sound to me that you're some kind of a Mary Poppins with balls.
In my household each and every one of us are looking good... but looking good isn't the most important, if shit hits the fan and Alex gets into an accident that smash his angelic face he's still have a husband that will love him for what he is and I am 100% certain that it will be the same for him if something would smash my good looking... love isn't based on appearance (it helps in the first encounters, but soon enough you learn to love other things than his silhouette or pretty face).
I love my dude not only because he's a super hot looking surfer dude, or that he cares for our kids, it's much more than that and I do hope you have more to provide than being a Frolen Mario... no seriously what is that? A Von Trapp remake:rofl:
Also you shouldn't see your relationship as being some kind of a job... my job isn't to be the money maker and Alex's job isn't to take care of the kids... we call it a shared accommodation where Alex gets to stay home and care for the household while I go out and care for the financial... but here's the difference... my job isn't wearing my ass off since I do what I like because I've created my own job... I'm the head of the company and at home Alex is the head of the household and it is not something we wrote on paper, it just happened.
My question to you? Is he your actual boyfriend or are you a nanny with benefits? If the latter that would make so much sense.