Ernest I can sympathise with you on the DH front Saturday was particularly bad for me. I think I've only just calmed down.
When we went to bed on Friday night I asked if he was going to do the dream feed, he said no, I'll do the early morning one as your medication makes it difficult for you to hear L. So when my alarm went off Sat morning (we were going out for the day) I was up and went downstairs to get things sorted. L was stirring so I though DH would get up and feed him. DS1 came downstairs and I got him breakfast. Went up to check on DH and he was fast asleep in bed so I fed L. Then DS1 needed prompting to get dressed. DH went downstairs and made a coffee and washed the bottles. (Didn't make me one ) Then I dressed L, got myself dressed, L was sick, got him and myself changed, went downstairs and packed the munchies, did the bottles, packed the car, put L in his car seat and all DH did was go outside and have a cigarette!
Then when we got home, I put DS1 to bed, fed L (again)and put him to bed, put on a load of washing (we got extremely muddy at a local agricultural show) and ordered the takeaway. Once it arrived, L needed feeding again so I went up and fed him whilst DH ate his Pizza, then I thought he'd come and take over from me, but when I'd eventually got L settled (3/4 hr later), I went downstairs and he was playing on the computer
So I though sod it and went to bed as my dinner was cold by then (I had a chicken sandwich and chips) and just couldn't face it cold. I was fuming. Dodn't even bother telling DH I was going to bed.
I spent all day yesterday getting DS1 ready for big school today. DH did manage to hose off the pushchair, but little else and nothing with DS1. But when his cricket club mate came around in the afternoon (Luke's Godfather) he looked the doting Dad by feeding him and changing his nappy.
Then I had to cook the Sunday Roast after doing 6 loads of washing and ironing, it's surprising how much washing accumulates with bedding, pushchair, car seat, coats, baby. (We did get extremely muddy on Saturday and the DS1 went a pearler in the mud).
Eventually sat down at 9.30 last night and DS1 was up extra early today as he's excited about going to big school. Caught him trying to put his uniform on at 5.30 this morning and he's not due to go until 12.30 this afternoon. DH's comment was I've got to go to work in a few hours - Grrrrgh.
Oh I feel so much better for getting that off my chest
Good to see you back 5gomad
Right snack time looms for DS1 (healthy apple and milk) and then I must get L up - he's still asleep in in cot.