I need some advice ladies.

My fiancé and I rarely talked today and it lost partly my fault because I am holding a grudge since this weekend.

Saturday came around and we headed to soak city, we had a birthday dinner we had to attend to afterwards. Plans were to get ready at his moms since she lives right by where we were going instead of coming all way back to our house. I got all of our stuff ready, including his outfit. I got the car ready by putting in the car seat stroller and all of our bags. His outfit was on the couch and I had told him this. We forgot he suit and didn't realize until we were done at soak city. He literally went crazy and went off on me saying how irresponsible and unorganized I was for forgetting his suit.

Ok, here comes Sunday. We had plans to go drop off our pig. We're giving her away as we can no longer keep her. I found a really good home for her, I've been looking for months. HE CANCELS. Makes plans t go to soak city AGAIN. Goes off on me cause I'm mad that he cancels. We take off to soak city, we have a good time. We get home, our neighbor is parked on our drive away. They love to talk and hang outside my house. He tells us to get off the car and go inside. The kids go in first but let our crazy dogs out. I'm holding the baby and the dogs are running towards me as fast as they can. If I dont move an inch more they would have dropped me along with the baby. Meanwhile, my fiancé is behind the gate talking to the neighbor already. Usually he helps us all in cause our dogs listen to him the most so they are calm.

I turn around and I ask if he can help us out. I am mad. His response "Cindy I didn't know you needed my fuckijg help, you ain't gotta make that ugly ass face"

He helps us in and makes a comment from outside:

"The roast beef is in the fucking fridge if you wanna cook something to eat"

I'm mad now, he comes in and I hardly talk to him as he hardly talks to me. We go to sleep he doesn't apologize, doesn't say goodnight. Nothing. Thinks I should wake up this morning and be happy. Why should I after how he treated me this weekend ?

He leaves to work and we don't talk all day. He comes home, I am still mad. He is too. He starts to cook, nobody asked him to. But he looks mad doing it anyway. We are hardly talking to each other. And this has been literally since he got home today.

My daughter is crying and I'm trying everything to calm her down. He's tired so I feel bad. He says he'll watch her and I say it's fine. He yells at me and tells me "can't I just see her for a fucking minute"

I say, I just feel bad because I know you are tired. He says, "no you don't, you get mad when you see lay down there"

I leave and get in the shower without saying a word to him. I feel better after my shower. He's asking for a gray blanket and I have it. I tell him nicely he can have it if he wants to. He says no he just didn't see it yesterday. I show him where they're all at and tell him I always fold them and put them there. He repeats "I just didn't see them yesterday" and he keeps repeating it as I ask if he wants it. At this point he is annoyed with me. I get mad because he's being a dick.

Now we're back another night, we don't speak. We don't kiss, we don't say goodnight, we don't hug.

A part of me feels like I deserve an apology but another part of me feels like maybe I am just being too sensitive. The way he treated me Saturday was definitely rude and disrespectful, that's the one I'm holding a huge grudge against the most. Should I let it go? Talking to him is like talking to a fucking brick wall. Nothing goes through him. He's always right, never wrong. Hell talk to me like I am child. He came home today and started to point out what was wrong with the house. Like leaving water on the vanity after I washed my face. So I go in the bathroom, tell him to put his underwear in the hamper. He says oh I thought I did and I responded, no you always leave it on the floor.

We are just back and forth. I also feel like I should take his attitude because for a long time he took my shitty attitude. He would come home, and I was mad. For no reason. I just couldn't stand seeing him. He would piss me off. Everything he did or said. Turns out I had PPD. But he took every hate word I said, every dirty look I gave him, every shif talking I did. So should I just let it go?