So after giving birth to twins, at first my husband was super helpful with everything. But since he's returned to work and has been back for almost a month I feel like a single mom. I do all the cleaning, cooking, child care, shopping, and laundry. He helps with maybe 3 feedings and that's it. All while trying to get my work done. (I make crochet items and have 6 orders to do still.) He knows this. A week or so ago I finished an order and planned to take it to the post office the next morning. I was up all night until 7:30am with our babies and ended up passing out. I had asked him before had to run it to the post office. All he had to do was walk in and pay for it. He ended up not doing it and got ahold of our neighbor and asked him then left for work. (Post office is literally right on the route he takes). Our neighbor gladly took the box to the post office for me. Yesterday I had finished another order and was up until 5am doing it. I asked him later that morning when he woke me up to help feed the twins if he would take it and he said he would. Again, all he had to do was walk it in and drop it off. Well, around 1:30pm he woke me up and said "you better hurry up and take that box to the post office. I have to get ready for work." HE WAS UP ALL FUCKING MORNING. And even went to Wal-Mart. I got up and didn't say a damn word to him and walked it to the post office. And when I got back, he throws a crying baby onto me and walks away. I'm getting so fed up with this shit. I'm maybe getting 3-4 hours of sleep every night and run off of that all day trying to care for 3 kids. I haven't done laundry in a little over a week and he had the fucking nerve to yell at me about not having laundry done. So I looked him dead in the eyes and said "last I checked I wasnt tge only adult in the house that knows how to go wash the fucking laundry" and walked away before he could say anything. The other night I was standing in the kitchen and he told me "I smelled like old breast milk" and that it was gross. I looked at him and said "maybe you could watch the kids for once so I can fucking shower then" and he goes "why are you getting so mad at me I'm just letting you know". Tonight I texted him at 9pm asking him if he would pick up sheetz food for me on his way home (its on his way back from work) and he came home with nothing. And at 12:30am was like "oh I just got this text. When did you send it?" He does this just about every time I text him asking for something. But god forbid if I don't answer his text back.

I can go on and on about him. I'm getting so fed up with this shit. I'm tired of feeling like a single mom. And yes, you may have recently seen a previous post of mine about his comments with my body after having twins 6 weeks ago. And yes, I'm starting to question why I'm still with this fucking asshole and getting fed up. Maybe I'm just pissed off. Its currently 3am and he went to bed leaving me alone to feed the twins and try to get our 3 year old to sleep after he got him all hyped up. (My son was asleep and the damn dog woke him up because my husband started the dog up after I asked him not too.) I'm fucking pissed off, tired, and irritated like hell. I think I'm packing my kids up and going to my moms for the day.