DD rolling around the floor pretending she has broken her knee (absolute drama queen) other DD screaming no no nooooo at her dad. I'm downstairs gnashing my teeth at the chaos upstairs but ignoring it as I'm at the moment BFing the baby having been up all night (every night while he snores his head off) once again.
DD with fake broken knee is deliberating winding everyone up like she usually does and I'm waiting for the eruption between them.
He is currently stamping about in suppressed rage which he refuses to admit.
My demands for more coffee were met with a sullen look too.
I'm too pissed off with him for other reasons to help him with them or be nice to him. I do 99% if childcare which was never the agreement btw but it is what it is for now.
I have the rage a little 

I'm a bad person to some degree.