Ugh. My husband is going to be the death of me or panic attack....something along those lines. My boobs hurt, I’m…

Ugh. My husband is going to be the death of me or panic attack....something along those lines. My boobs hurt, I’m emotional, my baby is only 2 weeks old, I’m sleep deprived, in pain, and probably losing my mind. He has the audacity to tell me that he will do whatever he wants with the baby and I have no say. So he said he was taking the baby to the football game tomorrow by himself (which he isn’t) and then told me he wasn’t taking me. Then told me that I can’t tell him what he can and cannot do with his son. I just wanted to scream at him. Just thinking of having to go back to work is killing me because I don’t want to lose that bond with my kid. Plus I don’t think 2 month old is old enough to go to daycare or stay home with a 70yr old grandma who isn’t completely stable on her feet or in her memory. Idk what to do....my anxiety is through the roof.