So in the least mumsnetty assault ever DH has just thrown a fruitshoot at me. While I was driving. With DS in the car.
We were having a stupid argument about nothing really. I thought he was being grumpy, he thought I was.
Fruitshoot was in the center console thing. He just picked it up and threw it full force in my face. Then demanded I stop and let him out of the car, which I did. My eye is swollen and tender, small cut by my eyebrow.
He turned up at the house just after I got home, tried to come in. I put stuff in a bag for him and have told him to go. I didn't let him in.
I feel like shit. DS is 3. Asked me why Daddy threw his drink at me. DH does childcare while I'm at work (opposite shifts) so I won't have any for Monday now and nursery is really full.
DS seems ok. Not distressed or anything but I can't believe the risk he put him at.
Not sure where I'm going with this post really. I'm just so sad that he did this. I feel somewhere between numb and devastated.