OK...I'm tired due to a night of v broken sleep (DS feeding every half hour!), so I am probably feeling disproportionately fecked off but....
DH can be so thoughtless. This morning told him how tired I was, and that I was hungry. BIG hint for him to make me some breakfast (maybe even bring it to me in bed). All he said was 'go and get some breakfast then'.
So we came downstairs and he started getting breakfast for himself and DD. They were having cereal, and I wanted toast. He didn't even offer to put any toast on for me or make a cup of tea! I make breakfast (and every other meal) every fecking day. I was in a huge huff by this stage, making it v obvious as I stropped around the kitchen.
Eventually told him what I was annoyed about...plus moaned about the complete lack of 'me-time'. His response - 'well I do look after the kids so you can have a bath on your own at the weekend'. Well woo bloody hoo! Aren't I the most pampered wife in the world .
I feel soo taken for granted. I know for a fact that he won't bother doing anything for Valentine's Day. He never gets me flowers or does anything remotely romantic.
I've tried spelling it out to him many times, but to no avail.
I feel like a drudge.
PS - generally we have a great time, and I love the fecker really, but I needed to get that off my chest.