Furious with him 😡

My husband doesn’t listen to me at all apparently. And it’s always my fault for “not telling him”. Our LO had been straining to poop and at the advice of ped we gave prune juice which worked like a charm. I told him it’s just a teeny tiny amount, 2 ml bc our son was straining but never had true rock hard poops and is still only 7lbs.

He can’t be bothered to grab the medicine dropper and the first time just says “I just used a spoon instead”. So I ask what spoon and he says tablespoon. So I say a regular large spoon or an actual tablespoon, and tell him that’s way more than 2ml. Then he says it’s ok he didn’t fill it all the way 😬. And I say ok next time though please MEASURE bc that makes a big difference. So I tell him it’s more like a half of a TEASPOON NOT TABLESPOON and he says ok.

Fast forward a few days and I ask him to add the prune juice again. After watching my son pee out of his raw red asshole this afternoon I asked again how much he gave him. he claims he measured it on the bottle, which starts with 20ml or 0.5oz. The bottle doesn’t have lines for such small quantities. Then I ask which spoon he used this time. None. So what did you measure???? He says “I just did a splash bc You didn’t tell me how much to put in.” He claims the entire convo from the other day never happened. I tried to get him to recall it and he got more and more mad then I just tried to explain again as if for the first time and he still gets mad saying I don’t need to keep telling him and the Baby is fine and I should go to sleep. So I said clearly I do have to keep telling you bc you don’t remember our entire first

Conversation taking place!?!? “A splash” out of a gallon of prune juice could be an entire ounce!

I tried pouring “a splash” of prune juice into a cup and then measuring and it was 10ml 😬, 5x what I had wanted to give my son. I have no idea how much he actually gave our son since he didn’t feel it necessary to measure, and now I have to worry about him having more diarrhea and he has the nerve to tell me it’s my fault.

He’s always on Facebook or twitter but has not bothered to read a single parenting article or details about conditions our son has and treatments the pediatrician advised us about. He relies on me for all information and decisions but doesn’t even listen to me or value my concerns.

We have little remedies “gas relief drops”

And “gripe water”. It’s literally the labels on the side of the bottles. I can’t trust him to pick up the correct bottle and give the correct dosage for that bottle. I’m terrified of him overdosing the baby. And with how he half listens, it’s almost safer for me to say nothing at all bc maybe then he’ll read the directions for himself.

Part of me wonders if we should just divorce before LO gets old enough to miss a 2 Parent household? This probably seems extreme but this is just one example. He’s not making the effort to be a good father and makes me feel like shit all the time.

UPDATE

I showed him with the dropper exactly how much to give the baby. We’ll see if it helps.

To those that said I’m overreacting, it’s obviously not just the juice! Tonight he went to bed at 9pm and asked me not to wake him til 1am. We’d both been up all day, and I’m the one with post partum high blood pressure but fine. My pressure ends up spiking to 160/101 but my parents were over for dinner so we let him sleep and when my pressure dropped I took the baby alone for an extra 2 hours so he could sleep more. So I wake him and he immediately gives me an attitude that the presterilized bottles aren’t filled (with ready mix formula). I left the unopened bottle on the counter so he could fill and feed the first bottle without warming which he always complains takes forever.

Then he leaves the baby screaming 5-10 minutes while staring at his phone...which he does all the time. He’s only 6 weeks old. I texted him while he was clearly just playing on his phone and he ignored me. And now it’s almost an hour later and instead of sleeping I’m so fucking annoyed again I’m afraid to check my pressure. His shittiness might kill me soon.

This is our daily routine. He acts like an asshole, pretends it never happened and we repeat. Occasionally I get a bullshit apology first but mostly he ignores that he was wrong or turns it into a sarcastic joke that I’m wrong.