DH and I have had a rocky year or so. The past few weeks we have been living apart 'sharing' ds 60/40ish.
It has been me initiating the separation and DH has consistently said he wants to try (but not really done anything except work on 'his' life - more time at the gym, more nights out etc - this is fine with me as part of the issue was that he had no life of his own.)
I moved back to the marital home yesterday. DH said he was really pleased. He was going out with friends last night so i knew i wouldnt see him and we had agreed we would be in separate rooms.
Ds (3yrs) came into my room this morning and had a chat and then asked where daddy was - I said he was in the other room and ds' face lit up and he went running into see his dad. He came back a minute later saying "daddy told me to go away because he had a late night". He looked absolutely gutted.
My heart broke a little for him. He hasn't seen his dad properly since Tuesday.
I am also pretty pissed off that he hasn't bothered to get up yet and say hello since I've moved back home because he wants to try.
I know it's still early but he wasn't drinking so won't be hungover and the last train gets home at midnight...
AIBU?