So this morning I was getting ready to take dh to work, and I wanted to just leave ds in his jammies and put his heavy sweater and pants on over them. Heavy sweater is no where to be found. I get pissed because I'm not the one who lost it. Dh moves shit around where it isn't supposed to be and then forgets he even saw it. What does he do? Tells me it's no big deal, ds will be fine, blah blah blah. Same thing he always says when I get upset about something like that. Well guess what? I'm the momma and I say it isn't fine. I'm the one who went to walmart and bought that sweater so ds would be warm enough. I'm the one who has to tear the house apart looking for it. And I'm the one who will be taking care of a sick baby if he catches a chill. Still he acts like I'm overreacting and my opinion doesn't matter. It's so fucking frustrating! I'm a sahm. Taking care of ds is my job and I do it well. It's important to me that he is well cared for and has everything he needs. Sometimes I feel like no one in my family takes that seriously at all.