Irritated

My husband and I have a 6 week old. He went back to work after 3 weeks, and works 7am-3pm Monday through Friday. It’s our first child, technically speaking. We lost our daughter at 28 weeks. I stay up with our little boy since I haven’t gone back to work. I have no issues with that. He usually wakes up 2-3 times a night still. My husband, who is a big time hunter, will go hunting on weekends and after work a lot. So I’ll usually pull night duty on weekends, too. Thank God for my mom, who helps out every now and then.

Our son is not difficult, but he does get fussy and gassy at times, and will cry inconsolably sometimes. My husband has very little patience, and will often give my son back to me after being home. Or he’ll go do stuff outside until dark.

It’s hard for me to do stuff around the house during the day, because he still eats every 2-3 hours, has dirty diapers, cries when I put him in the bouncer, etc.

Today, after getting up with our son 3 times last night, I had to repeatedly change diapers because our son’s stomach was upset. I then met my husband in town to co-sign on loan for a trailer he wanted. I’d had to feed our son early before going into town and also had to go to the bank with my husband since I had to show ID for him to cash the loan since I was a co-signer. I told my husband all I wanted was an hour to myself tonight. He had to go get the trailer, which was an hour away, but said it wouldn’t take long. This was around 4 pm.

Well, at 7:30 tonight my husband calls to tell me he and his mom—who went with him—decided to stop at a restaurant for dinner. I hadn’t eaten all day and we had nothing to eat at the house, which he knew. I had to load our son into the car seat in a thunderstorm—with him screaming—to get something to eat.

He said it would be 9 or 10 when he got home..when he usually goes to bed, which means no break today for this mama. I was aggravated and he knew it. I told him I still had clothes to wash, had been dealing with a 6 week old all day, had had nothing to eat, and a headache on top of it all. He threw a fit and said he’d just take off work tomorrow to “give me a break” since it was such a big deal.

Am I overacting? He goes hunting, visits with the neighbors, buys these toys and I’ve been to Kirkland’s for 2 hours the whole six weeks. I was looking forward to an hour of down time today