In ikea I wanted a fake plant, he says "No, I don't think so" and walks on like that's it, end of discussion.
In the supermarket I'll pick something up just to look at it and he'll go "I don't like those, sorry" as if to say I can't get them at all.
When mould grew in the top corner of the bedroom wall he said we couldn't reach it with the mould remover, and went and sat down as if that was that so I just stood on a chair and reached easily, but he was sulking downstairs because I didn't take his word as law.
He's said I can't have a kitten, I can't paint walls or do something to tart the house up etc, he says I have fads all the time which I forget ten minutes later. But we have nothing in our lives to look forward to or enjoy apart from our beautiful ds; we don't drink or smoke or go out to non-baby related places much, we never go on holiday or have hobbies/activities, and everytime I try to brighten our lives one way or another I get told NO.
Anyway, latest thing is I've been offered a chihuahua. I've owned dogs before, looking after him will be no problem and my ds loves dogs, but I asked my dp and he said an outright "nope" (incidentally he likes dogs and isn't allergic to them, if it was a westie advertised he would have snapped it up)
Why do I never get to have the final say in anything? Should I just get the dog and sod his opinion? I feel like if I back down it's like admitting my desires are silly fads which mean nothing and only his opinions are sensible, and matter. Aibu for feeling thwarted, or am I just a silly faddy woman?