Apologies that This will be long because I'm upset:
DH is having surgery on Friday- elective for an ongoing condition. He is not currently sick. He will be out of action for a week or two afterwards and need plenty of rest and tlc, and a special diet. All fine.
We have DS1(3) and DS2(10 weeks), and because he knew it would be a bad couple of weeks running round after the three of them after Friday, DH said last week that today as he's off work he'd give me a bit of a break/ we could do something fun that I wanted to do. Not necessary but very nice. Last night we were talking about what to do and I said the only thing I really wanted was a bit of a lie-in. DH wasn't happy as he's had a bad few shifts at work, and is tired, but kind of agreed. So:
-Last night we went to bed at 10. He went out like a light, I was up until 11 feeding and settling the baby.
-At 2 DS2 woke up, had a quick feed and went back to sleep. DH snoring away.
-At 3 DS1 woke up and wandered in to us. I woke up but didn't want to disturb DH and the baby so just let him get in bed with us and he went back to sleep. So did I.
-At 5 DS2 woke up for another feed, and was just going off back to sleep at 5.45 when DS1 woke up, wanted to get up etc. I tried to get them both back to sleep but about 6.20 decided to give up.
(^ this is by no means a particularly bad night for us at the moment. And I deal with 90% of night-time shenanigans, partly as DH works shifts and partly as I'm the one with the boobs and there's no point us both being awake.)
So, anyway, I asked DH to get up with them at about 6.20 so I could go back to sleep for a little bit and he basically refused. Said he was still exhausted and wanted to be in 'good physical shape' for his surgery on Friday. I called him selfish and flounced out of bed pulling the duvet off as I went
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Now it's nearly 8am WIBU to go and plonk the (sleeping again) baby on top of him and bugger off out by myself for the day. DS2 is bf but there's plenty of milk in the freezer. I know this is petty and the day is still rectifiable - he's often pretty nasty when first woke up despite being otherwise lovely and we usually get over it- but I'm just utterly fed up. Ftr I had similar elective surgery when DS1 was seven months old and spent the days leading up to it tidying and making sure there was shopping in etc to take the burden off him looking after both of us. Not bloody sleeping to make sure I was in peak physical condition
. I appreciate he's very tired from work (constantly changing shifts and a particularly tough one the other night) but I'm knackered too! And I quite like the idea of going and sitting in a nice cafe with some coffee and cake and a book and nobody attached to me for a few hours...