Hi T.,
I think I am married to your husbands brotha from anotha motha. The word "no" just isn't in him. For the first several years of our marriage my husband was NEVER home. We are military so some of it was beyond his control. It was the stuff where he was constatnly making the choice to be gone that really got to me. That was the point that I had to make to him. I had to help him understand that everytime he was saying "yes" to someone else, he was telling us "no". And the really sad part was that one day his kids would quit asking for him, looking to him, wanting his time and there would be no one to say "no" to. There was a day that actually happened. He came home late one night and I was putting the baby to bed and our sons were playing a video game for 15 minutes before they went to bed. They had earned their game time and didn't want to stop. I was rocking a baby who was falling asleep and we couldn't drop what we were doing either. He was so sad and wanted to know why no one wanted to spend time with him. I just had to explain that the whole time he had been gone we had been there. During dinner, homework, family time, play time, bath time we had been available to spend time with him and HE was the one that had said "no" to us. That woke him up big time but he still didn't know how to say "no".
I helped him with that. I told him things he could say instead. For instance, "Tonight I promised my boys that I would play ball with them after they did their homework, but if you can wait until tomorrow I am happy to help out." or "I have an hour tonight but then I am spending some time with my wife. If you need more time I am available on Thursday." He isn't saying "no", he's just saying "not yet". I gave him some verbage he was more comfortable with.
I also put us on his calendar so that he could work around us. On Monday he knew he was helping our son with a history project, or on Wednesday he knew we were having family night with a movie. I even put me on there so that he knew of Saturday we were having "Matress Night" (we would pull our matress into the living room, stay up late watching movies, snacking, talking and just fall asleep right there in the living room.)
I will say it did no good to fight, yell, complain, withold affection. Then he just felt punished and like I was being unreasonable. We became oponents instead of partners. The more I helped him manage his need for approval and find balance, the more supported and accepted he felt, and the more accountable he felt to us to keep his family commitments. That's what worked for us.
Hope this helps,
L.