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You're not alone in having DH problems. Mine has a shocking lack of forethought/consideration when a little tired or stressed. I was struggling to latch Dd on yesterday and as the stress levels rose his competence declined 
He went to the corner shop with a list of three things, one being painkillers. A few hours later, when I needed some and asked where they were he looked panicked and announced he'd forgotten them. Cue emergency visit to the shop again 

He also proudly told me that he'd transferred a load of my leggings and nursing bras into the tumble dryer. The thing is, he hadn't. When I went to get dressed so we could take the eldest to the park, I found out he'd actually dried a load of his things and mine were still in the washing machine, waiting.
Furious wasn't the word! He keeps trying to make me sit and rest because of my incision and we had a big row because I said if I need anything I have to do it myself, he can't have it both ways! IF YOU WANT ME TO SIT YOU NEED TO CHUFFING WELL HELP ME! and breeeeaaaaathe....
Thankfully, he's pulled his head out of his arse this morning. It never ceases to amaze me how a decent bloke can become so short-sighted and hopeless when faced with a tricky situation.
Thankfully Dd is now latching well and the stress levels have come right down again.
Aside from some BF struggles, I think I've been blessed with a very happy, content child. So far she's needed a feed at 10/11pm then 3/4am then 6/7am. My firstborn was every two hours at best, often more regularly. I've tempted fate now and fully expect her to nurse all night! Haha.