I'm pretty upset with my husband this morning but the truth is my real anger dates back to the newborn days and I haven't yet dealt with my bitterness.....

You see, my husband took sleeping pills for the first six months of LO's life. Yes, they were prescribed and they were for pain not for sleep issues but it's no co-incidence he stopped needing them once E started STTN more frequently. The exhaustion caused by dealing with all wakings - weekdays and weekends - directly contributed to my PPD. Even once PPD was diagnosed, he didn't start chipping in - after all, I was on maternity leave and he was working FT. DH would say things like "but you deal better with lack of sleep than me" and, while that may be true, I was drowning and he refused to see it.

He came off the sleeping pills when I went back to work (E was almost 7 months and mostly STTN). Since then, we operate an informal take-it-in-turns system but here's the thing: DH is SO impatient with E - and has ridiculous accidents like stubbing his toe or dropping things, which result in huge temper tantrums (him, not E!). He gets up the put her dummy/paci back in, throwing himself back into bed dramatically, but if she requires a bit more he makes a performance of it and oh the mood he is in the next day......

So I've been looking forward to this weekend for weeks. It's the first weekend in ages DH hasn't worked and I was looking forward to a much needed lie in on one of the two days (its tradition on these rare weekends for DH to take Saturday and me to take Sunday). Well, Friday night, our neighbours had a loud party until 3am, keeping us both awake (and woke LO twice). Then LO was up for the day at 5.50am and I got up with her. DH didn't stay in bed very long, really - he was up by 8am - and we were both grumpy all day.

Then last night, E had a really, really bad night with her teeth. I got up at 1.30am so when she woke again at 2am it was DH's turn. He tried to pop her dummy back in but she cried harder - and I heard him hiss "Don't f#cking do this" so I leapt straight up and went to rescue him - I think it's important to recognise when the other person needs a rescue because they're too tired to care for E properly...... As I got into the room, DH slipped (on nothing) and fell into the cot. "I've hurt myself", he was wailing, and then flung himself back into bed like the drama queen he is. E was up for an hour this time, and again at 4am (me, again) and then was up for the day at 6am. DH got up, threw some toys in the cot with her then came back to bed. Half an hour of baby whining later, I gave up and got up with her. An hour and a half after that, DH is still in bed, with the duvet over his head.

I'm so annoyed with him.... but I know that I'm mostly still angry about the sleeping pills thing. I don't know how to get over it (because there is no point talking about it - DH will just get defensive). I just feel like my needs are completely disregarded. All the time.

Ran over.