OH is 35 and has played football every weekend for years. We have two young children and I'm pregnant with a third.
The older he's got the more often he's coming home with injuries that render him unable to do much - which then means everything childcare and house related is left to me. I already do the lions share of everything as it is.
He has broken his arm before, fractured his wrist, had nasty sprains and various other injuries that mean he's laid up, unable to do much at home or not able to participate in other things that need doing. He's had time off work because his injuries mean he can't walk well or lift things.
I will admit there is some underlying resentment on my part as far as the football goes because he's out of the home all day after barely being present as it is because he works nights. This may be clouding my judgement.
Today he came back from football with a foot injury which he thinks might be broken, he can't walk properly on it and plans to go to A&E.
I'm struggling to find any sympathy and instead I'm silently pissed off because this means even more grunt work for me despite him having two nights off work now.
The nursery run will now be down to me (which is the one thing he does always do, to his credit)
The weekly shop
The housework
Running around after the kids.
Honestly, am I being awful?