Every year I ask for help. Every year I say what needs to be done. Yet, every year-
I end up planning, buying, preparing and cleaning up from Christmas dinner
I buy 95% of the children's gifts, wrap and label them.
I buy everyone else's gifts, including his parents and I write all the cards.
I decorate the tree with the kids.
I make sure everyone has Christmas Eve boxes and stockings and advent calendars and Christmas jumpers that fit
He buys my presents.
I've told him this morning that I'm fed up with the poor labour division and that I've had enough of being the one with all the weight on their shoulders. I'm the stay at home parent because one of our kids has care needs that are pretty high and she spends a lot of time out of school. He's gone off in a sulk because apparently I said it meanly and he's worked hard to fit a kitchen tap over the past two days and I'm just dismissing it. Never mind that the tap has been waiting to be fitted since October. He said I get excited about Christmas and he has to think about all the other stuff. Ok, let's look at that other stuff.
Going to work? Yes. He has to think about that. On a 4-4 shift rotation.
Cooking dinner? No. He does not.
Caring for our oldest child's high needs? No, he doesn't need to think about that on a daily basis, I do.
Housework? No. He doesn't do that unless I lose my absolute shit over things and then I'm the unreasonable one.
Laundry? Lol.
Shopping? He does do this from time to time, but buys bags and bags of unnecessary stuff because it looked good.
All the school admin and meetings (there's a lot of it when you have kids with additional needs in settings that aren't supporting them 😡) ? No. He does not.
All the medical stuff for DD? No. He does not.
DIY? Yes. He does this and we have been renovating the house, but it takes him months to get round to/finish anything at all and HE DOESN'T EVEN PUT HIS FUCKING TOOLS AWAY!!!
But no, sure. HE'S the one overworked and under-appreciated. He works a ten hour shift and comes home and considers himself clocked off of all responsibility, including during his 4 off. Seriously, the outrage on his face sometimes when I ask him to do things, which he will then tackle with all the enthusiasm and dramatics of a teenager. Yet my day starts at 6:30am, ends at around midnight if I'm lucky and I'm drowning in housework, building mess, fucking TOOLS and all the Christmas labour!!
Was IBU to bring up the unfairness of Christmas, given that we both know very well who does every fucking thing around here? Or was it, as he seems to have taken it, a really unfair and bitchy thing to have said to him?