Is DH gas lighting or AIBU ???

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I’m 6 months pregnant. Have a 15 month old.

Work 4 days a week ( 30 hours )

Last weekend DH went out Friday and Saturday night . I thought it it good for him as he hasn’t been out in ages.

This Friday he went out . He has woken up and had a go at me as I rang him at 9.30 and asked him to get nappies on his way home - meaning he had to leave the pub at 10.00 to make the ship . He had gone out at 4pm.

He says all I do is sleep. Well I am exhausted working 30 hours and looking after one year old on top of being pregnant.

He then said - there was no dinner when I got home .
I am utterly shocked at his attempt to make me the bad guy when he went out and got drunk and I sat at home and looked after the baby . I was happy for him to go out yet he is now saying I just sleep all the time , should have been organized to buy the nappies myself and that I made no dinner .

What the fuck!?
AIBU? I honestly feel so sad ? Is this game playing ??

Its now Saturday morning and I feel sad and exhausted.

Honestly I’d be annoyed if I got a call at 21:30 telling me I had 30 minutes to leave in order to get nappies.
That would come across to me that I was being “made” to leave.

That’s not how it came across to me. What came across to me was an exhausted mum, after a long day, perhaps with her forward-planning batteries running down (it happens when you’re stuck in the house with a toddler; time ties itself up in knots in your head) suddenly realising the nappies were running low and thinking if her husband was out anyway he could just nip into the shop and pick a few up. My DH wouldn’t have batted an eyelid.

This bloke sounds like a useless sperm donor manchild who really doesn’t want to grow up.

Oh, and I’d like to temporarily ban the term ’gaslighting’ until people learn to distinguish it from common or garden lying or spoilt-kid manipulation.

At the point at which my DH woke me up to complain that I hadn't made him dinner, his feet (figuratively, of course) wouldn't have touched the ground.

I would have started with "Who do you think you are?", gone onto "I'm not your fucking skivvy" and ended with "Aw diddums, do you need mummy to bring you some milk and a biscuit? Because I'm afraid she's not here..."

Nappies are fairly vital. You're literally in the shit if you run out of them middle of the night. And easier for the adult parent out on his own to pick them up than for the OP to drag herself, the older child and the baby out of the house after bedtime.

Mmmm first time my hubby went out 6 months after twins were born and even then had to be persuaded but I made sure I had everything in advance. I think if I got a call about nappies on a rare night out I would be annoyed it wasn't hard to pre prepare. But still he got up in the night that night as always to help with the girls etc and had a nice time out with his mates and he did same for me recently now there 1.

He's a selfish arsehole. I messaged to say I was popping to the pub after work yesterday. Went, had 2 drinks and called for a KFC on the way home (DD's treat for a great half term at school not our usual dinner!). That's popping to the pub, not disappearing for 5.5 hours after a full weekend the week before.