I made dinner for the family tonight as always. I told DH dinner was ready and the baby was napping so please come in to the table. I waited and waited and waited until dinner was cold. Then finally he sits with us and as soon as we say the blessing and start eating the baby starts to wail.
My SD has complained about the baby "ruining" family time, so I took him into the bedroom. Everyone was eating.
45 minutes of fussing, crying, nursing, diaper change, orajel on his gums... etc. I finally get the kid to quiet down and I walk into the kitchen to see DH food in the trash, the kids plates clean, and my food just sitting there on the table.
I ask DH why his food was in the trash and he said, "I got sick of waiting so I threw it away. it was cold anyway." (I think it's important I add here that he never waits for me. And never told me he was going to.)
And I cried. Just started to cry. Quietly. I was exhausted by the marathon of baby tears.... and the supper I made was ruined. And DH was upset with me. I was upset. So I just cried and I sat down to eat my cold supper in peace and quiet.
My son came in and saw I was upset and said, "What's wrong Momma?"
"Just a little down becuase supper got all messed up! Did you get to eat?"
My DH overhears and is all, "Don't you ever do that again! Just don't"
And i look at him all confused and he says, "Don't start! Just don't do that! Now the kids are asking what's wrong. They don't need to see you being all emotional."
I was like, "But it's an emotion. And I'm sad. He's supposed to care that I'm sad. You're supposed to care. And, it's not a bad thing that I'm upset. It's a human thing."
DH was all, "Just stop making excuses. They don't need to see that."