Well, hopefully today can't get any worse. This morning dh got in a huff because dd1 got up at 6.30am saying that she should have stayed in bed as she didn't go to be till 8 (she's 11 months and usually in bed by 6), then all I could hear was him grumbling and being grumpy with the kids, when I came down and asked him what's wrong all i got was 'I'm the tiredest man in the world, I'm shattered', how does he think I cope getting up at 5 dealing with the kids and getting the eldest to nursery. I asked him to hold dd1 whilst I went to the loo and he slammed the TV mag down complaining he wanted to read it before dd2 got home (it was 2 hrs before she was due to be picked up and nursery is a 5 minute walk away) Then, he picked dd2 up from nursery whilst I stopped at home and made her dinner,whilst running round because our shopping was delivered and dd1 was hungry, when they walked in he had only bought dd2 and icecream, so she sat and played with the dinner I made her, I finally ended up throwing it in the bin, as I did this he shouted 'while your at it throw my dinner in aswell', if he'd fit he'd have gone in aswell believe me.
He announced at 1 he was going to bed and to get him up at 4 but he'd left empty crisp wrappers lying around for me to collect.
I honestly do not why I bother to try and keep the house clean or cook meals when they nearly always end up in the bin and dh is incapable of tidying up after himself.
Does anyone else put up with this, sorry if this is too long but I really need to rant.