A few days ago my little family was hit with covid, my husband has been the worst. It's been four days and pretty rough. Well my daughter's first birthday was yesterday and it went so wrong.

I worked my tail off to get a little thing thrown together. During nap time I did a balloon garland and I hung up a banner. Then for dinner I was making her favorite and I had cupcakes for after. We were set up to make the best of it. My husband is still pretty sick and so in-between napping he would come out and say hi. I double checked with him to see if he was up to celebrate or if we should table it for when he is feeling better and he said that he was up for it.

I got the girls up from nap (we have two under three) and it got kinda chaotic with the balloons and the excitement. My husband comes out and was just kinda being lousy to me. I ask what was up and he just said I am hungry. To me it felt like he was mad I didn't have his dinner made and I let him know it hurt my feelings. Well it blew up. He got mad and told me that I wasn't considering him and that he had just taken 1000mg of medicine, I told him that he hurt my feelings and that just because he was sick it doesn't mean he can be a jerk. Other things were slung. We are not really super great a fighting. I am working on it. He told me there was something really wrong with me and that I was a horrible person and mean. I was upset and told him that he didn't understand that this was important and it hurts that he couldn't just give me a break instead of just saying I am hungry. I felt like I am just here to serve him.

We are raw, this has been a lot. He is sicker than he has ever been. I am sick and taking care of him and the kids and it's all been so intense. I was looking forward to making the best of it. This year has been so hard for me and we made it. Well the decor got swiftly taken down he ate dinner in the bedroom and I fed the kids and cleaned up. At this point I am just so bummed. Close to bed time he asks if we are having cake or anything and I am just like really!? Uh no.

I put the kids to bed he goes in the room after making a huge ordeal about it being our daughters birthday. I am doing the bed time thing and he opens the door twice to make an ordeal out of it and I finally was like ok what ever if you really felt that way we would have celebrated and made the best of it. (Ya, that was mean but I am over it. ).

When he found out he had covid he said first that he was bummed he would miss his fishing trip he had planned........ Like come on, dude.

Anyways, today I wake up make pancakes and am just bummed like seriously hurt by a this. I plan to try again maybe. I just don't know how to sort my feelings. I went to him today to talk and it got worse. I told him I didn't want to fight and that we all deserve grace through this. I told him our child birthday was important to me and that when he said he was hungry it made me feel like I should have just been catering to him and cooking dinner. Even though we disagree and have a fight attacking my mental health and saying that there is something wrong with me is hurtful and not fair. He then says that he said that because I was on him while he was sick. I told him that making the best of situations isn't something that we are great at as a couple and I wanted to try. It went south he went outside and here we are again. I am trying to let it go, but man. I am so sad. Am I being crazy? Obviously none of you know any of the back story and can judge the character of my relationship but I am desperate to try to let this go.