I have been poorly in bed all weekend. DP has been brilliant, he has looked after DD, took her out yesterday for the afternoon. Went shopping (admittedly he got my mum to baby sit), cooked dinner x2, put dd to bed.
Great, fantastic, i am reall grateful - even though we share the parenting pretty much equally when he is around so i dont feel like he was doing my job for me or anything.
BUT is it unreasonable of me not to expect to wake up this morning to a house that looks like we have been burgled. An overflowing bin that was so squashed in that i had to fight with it to extracate all the rubbish and split the bag all over the floor? The house STINKS of fish because he has just left the cooking stuff and dinner plates (salmon) laying around (well of course he coudlnt put it in the bin could he because it was full ). No washing done, him asking me for clean socks this am?
Don't get me wrong, i am grateful for him for letting me languish in bed all weekend. But i still feel shitty (really weak and spaced out mostly) and i don't want to have to contend with a house that kim and aggie would condemn.
I did make a comment too him on saturday that it would help to tidy as he went along, this was after he pulled the dining table out leaving DDs pens on the floor to get trampled (dd is 3, so old enough to pick them up but needs reminding etc).
I'm being ungrateful aren't i?