Background: just spent five days for Christmas with DH's family. This is rarely much fun for me as they don't like me. I go anyway for the DCs (4 and 1) and for him. I don't complain about it.
DH is back at work today. I am on my second day of a nasty cold and feel rotten. He has to leave at 8.15am. At 6.30, when the baby woke up, I asked if he could get up with him so I could have an extra hour to sleep (didn't sleep well in the night). He said he had to leave at 8.15. So didn't get up.
He's got up just now - 7.45. Time for a shower and to get dressed, with no children to look after as I'm doing it.
It does sound petty, now I've written it down. Just made me feel really sad. My cold isn't that bad, but felt it in the night.