When you woke up multiple times all night with the newborn, soent the morning till now washing dishes, doing the laundry, putting all of it away,washing then sterilizing the babys bottles and such, setting them out, taking the dog out through out the day, and feeding her on top of feeding, changing, burping, playing with, spending time with the newborn, taking out the trash, cleaning off the counters, and the floors, and your husband just walks in.. lays down.. and goes to sleep without a fucking word, or a look at his son, or you. No thank you. No take a break. Last night he even shouted at me for not wakin up right the second the baby started crying. It did take me a minute, but I got up, though on my defense, I am sick. my throat is sore, I have a sinus infection, but still managed to make me cry and feel like a horrible mother.
What the fuck.
Nice.