After Breakfast I got dressed and asked my Husband to get our Son (since it's hard to watch him AND get dressed at the same time. My husband didn't budge, so I carried Ben to his crib, knowing full well he would cry. Instead of my husband being grateful I took care of it, he laid it in to me. He took Ben out of his crib and had him play in the hallway. I was so upset I went back to bed (he wanted him, then FINE) I woke up to Ben crying (shocker) and when I was able to get to Ben, he had pooped! REALLY,?? You couldn't take a few minutes to see why he was fussy.
I changed his diaper AND fed him lunch and bottle AND laid him in his car seat when he fell asleep. Did I hear a thankyou??? NOT! GRR!!!