So here's the scene in the Urban household tonight:
ds asleep in bed. we're trying to get him to settle without nursing at the moment, so dh is going up to settle him, in theory.
ds starts to cry. dh sits on his arse and stares at me gormlessly. i say, "Are you going up?" he says, "But I can't settle him." i say, "Well he's got to learn to settle without milk at some point."
dh goes upstairs. cue 5 minutes of screaming.
i decide i can't take it any more and go up. dh is standing up cuddling ds and saying, "he's wet through." WELL FUCKING CHANGE HIM THEN YOU FUCKING TWAT!!
i take over. get ds into clean nappy sleepsuit etc. by this time he's screamed himself hoarse and so does actually need a drink. won't take cup of water. won't take bottle of water (i know from bitter experience) so i have to nurse him. ds goes back to sleep. i try to leave. he wakes up and cries. repeat 15 times till i get frustrated and "touched out" and shout for dh to bring medised. while dh is crashing about looking for medised, ds falls asleep. dh shouts up stairs "Where's the medised?" i hiss down "Just leave it." dh persists "No, where is it?" i hiss "Just leave it the fuck alone!" "I need to know where it is!" "SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP."
AAAARRRRRGH!!
so i've cooked the dinner, settled the baby, made the bread. settled the baby again. and again. and again.
why oh why oh why is my dh such an enormous knob? it's not just him is it? there are other men like him out there?