I ask because I always thought mine was, but present in counter evidence the following conversations from piglet towers yesterday.
me: piglet's been feeding at least once an hour
him: (in smug voice) growth spurt then ( really dear I hadn't noticed !)
later
him: you haven't done as much housework as last week
me: I am saving my sanity today by resting between feeds. Said whilst sitting semi-naked on sofa resembling drugged up spartan women and vaugley aware of piglet playing /bashing sensory cube thing on the floor.
Him: I love you more when the flats tidy
Me:doing housework doesn't make me love you more.
Silence followed by him doing washing up than making me a cup of tea.He then agreed to look after piglet until onset of next hunger pangs so I could read the paper.
Later still
Him; what's for tea (fair question as am menu planning due to general skintness)
me: you can make your spaggetti mushroom thing or you can make veggi shepherd's pie or you can put fish fingers in the oven and veg in the steamer.
Him: so whatever we have I'm making it?
me: yes
HIM:well there's soup in the cupboard isn't there
Me: I think I could do with a proper meal today.
To be fair he did then make tea.
sO IS IT the mars venus thing were I have to tell him in words of two or less syllabes (spoilling not good today)what I need him to do or do I blow the dust off the breast pump and simulate for his learning pleasure what a growth spurt feels like to your nips.