Why is it always me who has to plaster the brave face on for the kids? DH and I had an argument earlier; he chucked his wedding ring at the wall beside me. Luckily the kids were playing in their bedroom but my elder DD (4) got quite upset and I had to explain how parents sometimes shout at each other to clear the air. But DH gets to stomp off in a mood, telling me he doesn't want to be near me. I'd love to just go hide and cry my eyes out but I don't have the option.