Sleep Chronicles and Hubby Issues

OK..

Last night was bad. 

I put him down.  I patted him. Kissed him.  Left the room.

He cried.

I came back in five minutes.

He got worse.

He escalated, and never calmed down for 35 minutes.

WTH.

C-Dub was content to just let him cry.  He kept saying, “He’ll wear himself out.”

WTH?

I couldn’t take it anymore.  I went and got him.

He had scooted himself up into a corner of the crib, was red-faced, and looked sooooo pitiful.

I picked him up and he cried and cried and cried for about 15 more minutes.  I cried the whole time he cried. 

Finally, he calmed down, C-Dub came in and we all sat there for a while making him smile and calming him down.  But the whole time, I felt like C-Dub was accusing me for not holding out.  He kept making little comments. 

“Now he’s awake and thinks its playtime.”

WTF?

So anyway, finally, I rocked him back to sleep, and then put him down knocked out.

He slept from 930 till 1 am. 

At 1, I put him down drowsy, and sat beside the bed  where he could see me while he drifted off again.  I even held his hand for a little while. Then I left the room

And then he slept until 5 30 am.

So,even though he woke up early as all get out, he slept better once the crisis was over.

it was like old times!

But back to C-Dub.

I don’t know what his problem is lately.  It’s like he expects me to cook, clean, take care of his baby, and give him sex.   Basically, his maid, his babysitter, his cook, and his prostitute. With no complaints. 

That aint happening over here.

Sex?  I am ashamed(well, not really) to admit that he gets it much much much less than he did before we had the baby.  But I’m tired.  He thinks that since I only work two days a week, I should be up and popping.  But I work 12 hours nights.  Without Pookah, it used to take me a day to recover from working nights.  With him? It’s almost impossible.  I am chronically sleep deprived.  I come home from working all night, and I do not get to sleep.  Sometimes I don’t get more than 4 hours at a time for 48 hours.  He doesn’t understand this.  All he sees is “two nights a week.”  And if I ask him to watch his child for a few hours while I catch a nap, in peace, I get attitude or either he will bring the baby in the bed with us and go to sleep himself.

Again, WTF???

He doesn’t understand that I need a break.  He doesn’t understand how hard it is to cook dinner and clean a house with an active 7 month old who is screaming, teething  and demanding your attention.  He has no clue how my day goes.  How my life revolves around naps.  How I LIVE for naps. 

Of course, it’s ME who wants the daycare.  He finally agreed only because finally I told him he didn’t have a choice.  If he wanted his wife back, this is what had to happen.

But still.  He is being a butthole.  That’s putting it nicely.

And I don’t know what to do about it.  Yet.