This will probably sound so trivial but I need to get my head around why I feel so sapped of energy, anxious and miserable at meal times when DH is around. I'm interested in what others make of this situation that DH appears to think is me behaving like an overly dramatic lunatic:
DH walks in from work, I've been at home with a toddler and baby all day... one of whom is poorly. He tells me he has come home early to relieve some pressure after probably having a stressful day with the children. I think.... wonderful and give him a big kiss.
I am cooking dinner and about to plate up. Baby and toddler are in the lounge.
DH notices he has had an Amazon package delivered and begins opening it. Its some sort of gadget.
I begin plating up and whilst playing with the new gadget DH is telling me about someone at work. I ask DH to set the table, he carries on with gadget, toddler comes in and is around my feet as I'm plating up hot food, DH continues messing with gadget and flips between talking about new gadget and work. I ask him to let me concentrate on what I'm doing and sort the table and the kids.
DH sets the table, gets children into seats. Baby is poorly and eating food whilst gagging a little, I am watching closely, all whilst toddler whines about not liking her dinner and DH? He wants to now tell me about the mortgage. Ive got him on one side of me talking about the mortgage and toddler in the other ear complaining about dinner, I am still watching the baby.
DH complains his food is too rich after saying it looked wonderful and declares hes going for a shit half way through dinner, baby still eating, toddler still complaining and I am reasoning with her to eat.
THEN music begins blaring from the new gadget as DH is sat on the toilet having a shit. He is making loud music come from the gadget on his phone.
Baby still eating and shoving in way too much and gagging, toddler still whining and hasnt eaten a thing.
DH returns, I burst out crying, grab my coat and go for a walk leaving him to sort out the kids, the mess and the first half of bedtime.
What the fuck happened?