Not taking on responsibility for all the ‘wife work’ is not some petty thing that women are just being difficult about.
As for the ‘I hope the children feel welcome you evil witch’ crap… sigh. They’re his children. If they feel unwelcome because their dad can’t be arsed to look after them, let’s not blame the woman he lives with.
I wouldn’t remind him either. Or be in any way happy about the assumption that it was my job to remember.
I was furious with my H (who I don’t live with - because of many things to do
with his terrible attitude) last weekend for similar trying to make his parenting my responsibility.
He wanted to go for a day out involving me and our DS. For context, it’s important to remember that the default situation there is that he’s excluding my older DS and expecting me to hang out with his DC (because he wants to go somewhere with no public transport and his car isn’t big enough for 6 passengers). I agreed to go only because my DS had no interest in coming and had made plans with his friends anyway.
His daughter has dietary requirements and he didn’t know if there’d be anything for her to eat. I completely refused to take responsibility for this. Then it turned out that he wanted me to make a packed lunch for his daughter, just in case. I said that if he can’t be arsed to make her a sandwich, he’ll just need to take his chances and maybe she’ll just have to eat fruit. To which he replied ‘noted’ (in an ‘I’m your boss monitoring your performance’ manner).
Now, all the usual types will try to make out that I’m evil for not having swooped in to make a child a sandwich. But her own father couldn’t be bothered to (a) defrost some bread to make her one, (b) buy her something in a shop on his way to pick us up, or even (c) phone the attraction and ask them if they have suitable food. I am not taking on responsibility for his parenting. It’s not my job. I didn’t even suggest defrosting his bloody bread or going to a shop (just said ‘if you want s packed lunch, you should make one’) because I am not even willing to take responsibility for thinking this stuff through for him. He’s a grown up
with a responsible job; he can figure out how to ensure his own child eats lunch.
It’s not just a sandwich or a load of washing or even just a reminder. It’s actually refusing to be the one held accountable for his responsibilities. It’s a problem with his general attitude. (And that is why my H is just H - no dear involved - and we do not live together).