Today, I was promised flowers and a lovely meal once ds was in bed. Instead, what I got was a card and a grumpy dh.
All he has done all day is be bloody rude to me, to the point where I just left him to it and went to bed to watch tv. Ds came up and I played with him in his room for a couple of hours. Dh bathed him and I put him to bed. Since then, dh has whacked the heating up full, despite knowing I am having hot flushes because of clomid, and basically been as loud as he can even when ds was trying to go to sleep.
I am now so pissed off with him being in a mold and taking it out on me that I am sat in bed half way through a bottle of wine (that I bought for myself!).
I was promised this great romantic evening to make up for him missing my 30th!
AIBU to think my dh must have some sort of pmt? Or shall I just leave the bastard?