Detective I get the same feelings as you, I am usually the sort of person who is up doing things all the time I love DS more than anything but when he is presented to me time after time with a simple "he needs feeding" from DP I get a sinking feeling, I know it's going to take yonks and I'll get covered in milk and end up with my various layers of clothes around my waist/armpits. It's a real battle between head/heart for me, I want to breast feed but sometimes it's really making my life miserable.
I had a huge minor hissy fit at DP this morning, I'm bloody tired, he has learnt to ignore DS's night time 'hunger cry' so basically unless I elbow him in the back to stop him snoring or to fetch a nappy he gets to sleep all night, I'm the one dealing with the rolling, snuffly, sucky baby all night! So when DP asked had I given DS his medication or taken mine I snapped of course I hadn't fucking done it I've been strapped to the baby on the sofa for 2 days/ night solid. 