My husband asked if I was happy last night while we were putting our baby girl to sleep. I was already pissed because it seems no matter what I'm the only who stays up till midnight or later with her to get her to go to bed because we accidentally take late naps because he doesn't come home until whenever because he was working late or he's helping someone who wouldn't help him if he needed to return the favor. My whole thing is, come home and be there for your family and give me a "break" when I need it( I had a horrible migraine last night) because I'm taking care of our toddler & growing your son all day everyday. But I'm the unhappy bitch, right? Just venting... Not looking for answers.