I don’t drive but I’m currently learning in my 30s my husband and I have 1 baby. I never used to ask my husband for lifts I’ve always been of the opinion of that I don’t drive so I find my own way to where ever I need to go. If offered and not out someone’s way I will sometimes get a lift offer petrol money or doing something in return. I’ve been chronically ill for a long time and occasionally have had to go to hospital late at night. He’s offered to drive me even when I’ve insisted I get a uber. Then when I was pregnant I had an awful pregnancy and needed to be in and out of hospital and wasn’t capable of getting bus on my own or taxi and just needed support but then what husband wouldn’t drive there pregnant wife when needed. Since having the baby I’ve not asked for lifts unless to do with the baby and I can’t get him there like early morning doctors appointment or when I’ve had a cold and it’s started badly raining. He recently started to get fed up with me being chronically unwell keeps making digs about having to help me. I recently got an infection on holiday had to get antibiotics today while baby was at nursery my other ear started being painful again I went to lie down and took some meds but when I woke the pain was immense. We both went too collect baby from nursery and on way I called doctors who offered me an appointment in half an hour I said I would get bus but he said no I’ll take you I insisted but he said nope let’s just go. He then on the way started moaning about having to take me I said you either offer to take me and don’t moan or don’t offer at all. I said pull over I will get the bus but he wouldn’t and drove me there. I’m dispraxic so very clumsy with adhd often loose things so I know he worries about me and that’s why he offers to help out but he resents me. Where as I feel like he tries to parent me at times I’ve tried to speak about it but we never resolve anything. I also understand that although I cope with my clumsiness being chronically unwell and all other quirks I can imagine it’s frustrating. I just can’t keep being made to feel guilty I don’t choose to be unwell. He also said that I shouldn’t mention my pain or symptoms as no need. In short My husband is really good when I’m unwell or need a little extra help but it’s after that I get the grief.