Let me start this by saying that I know at least part of me is resentful because he can get pissed and have a good time while I am left being responsible for this kids. But even so....
This weekend was my husbands birthday. We had a few friends and family over during the day and a couple were still here in the evening. I took our eldest (4yo) to bed a little late, had to text husband to ask him to keep the noise down for 10 mins while I read to her and she fell asleep (talking noise, not music) then came back down for the youngest (1yo). Asked husband if he'd not seen my text, he had and 'tried' to keep quiet.
At 9.30pm I took her up (she'd had a late nap so no point trying earlier) and warned/begged husband to please keep the noise down.
10pm she falls asleep, but she's a bad sleeper and I have work in the morning (and dropping the girls to childcare) so I stay upstairs. I can hear them downstairs but it's not too bad, and not waking the kids. At midnight I ask him to close the doors and windows to the conservatory as it's started to get louder and I need sleep, plus it's not fair on the neighbours. At 1am I remind him again, at 2am I ask him again and also if they're outside smoking just to smoke and not stand around having a chat.
4am they wind it up, husband wakes me with very loud vomiting and then to ask where the spare duvet is (obvs too pissed to open the door to spare room and see it right in front of him). 4yo by this point is crying in her sleep and blocking her ears. He slept on the living room floor and his friend on the sofa.
This morning I've come down to an absolute state and house stinking of fags He promises they didn't smoke inside (again, after I was less than pleased with him last time). Kids eat a breakfast bar for breakfast as there is no clean space to eat or make cereal.
Now, as a one off I'd let it go. But each and every time he has a drink and anyone over its some version of the same thing. Last night was actually pretty quiet, but I haven't faced the neighbours yet to see if they were disturbed until 4am on a Sunday night/Monday morning. I'm bloody knackered, kids are too. House is a mess, I have to work on the bed as there is no space downstairs.
I know it's his birthday but I keep having the same argument and with the easing of lockdown it'll only get more frequent. We're in our 30s, live in a quiet suburb, and quite frankly I'm just a bit fed up and don't want to let it go with a 'sorry', just for the same thing to happen in a couple of weeks. I don't think it's fair on the kids, or me.
Also his hangovers are so horrendous that he's completely useless for at least a day after, so I get no help with the kids or house. Then when I'm pissed off I'm the bad guy because he's just having a good time and 'doesn't do it often'.
Am I being unreasonable?