It has been a long and hard week and I think I just need to let off a bit of steam. Name changed for this because it's potentially quite identifying.
So, DD (8 months) seems to have begun yet another difficult phase (teething, leap, growth spurt, demon possession...who knows) and OH has had three late nights at work in a row.
While I accept that late nights are part and parcel of his job (department head at local secondary) I think tonight he took the piss. Massively.
DD has been a vile little beast for the majority of the day and was refusing to have her usual cat nap as he came home. Long story short: he held her for 10 minutes, then proceeded to go off and prat around getting ready (it's his works Christmas meal) for 40/50 minutes leaving me to organise bath and bed time. Literally, not one offer of help.
I know that sounds a bit unreasonable and pathetic. However he didn't get home until after bedtime on weds and was only at home for an hour yesterday before going back to school for a few hours so he's barely seen either of us since Tuesday. On top of all this, I'm taking DD away next week with my mum AND we are out all day without DD tomorrow.
He knows how stressed I have been with her this week and I'm just a bit frustrated that he didn't bother to offer me a bit of a break this evening. Fucking Christmas meal isn't even that bloody important. Not when he's been going on about how much he'll miss us both next week.
Anyway, congratulations if you made it to the end. Sorry to be a moany bitch. AIBU to expect him to put me/DD before a stupid Christmas meal?