Seriously thinking of beating him 🤬🤬🤬

“I don’t think SIDS is a real thing”

“You’re over thinking this, just let him be!”

“Let him cry it out”

“He can toughen up”

This is some of the things my husband has said about our SIX MONTH OLD CHILD.

He 🤬ing insist on swaddling our son still, even though he’s rolling (love to dream - he has transition swaddles, my spouse doesn’t want to use them). The other day I woke to my sons muffled screams (he sleeps in his own room), screaming as loud as he can into his mattress, swaddled, face down... again! And where was my husband? “I’ll get to him in a minute, I need to do my own things too, sometimes!” As he’s just bullshitting around the house.

Then, when I confront him about it he just sighs and acts tired every time he tries to put my son down for a nap! Yes, I’ve switched to calling him my son, since it seems I’m the only one who actually gives a flying 🤬 about his well being.

Yes, sleep is important, but he needs to learn how to sleep without a swaddle! Also, I’m able to put him down to sleep for both night time and daytime tests without swaddling at all, no problem!

“Your method just doesn’t work for me!” He complains. You have to 🤬ing try!

“After the quarantine is over, I’m going to be the one taking care of him, not you!” He says. And at this point, that scares me! Because as a house husband, you are perfectly fine ignoring your son’s desperate cries for help. So you can tap on your phone? You’ve been sleeping through the night since I’ve been the one up with him for the last month, now you don’t even budge when he makes a peep. He’s also been propping up bottles of milk in his crib to put him to sleep, then will leave him unattended, full blown leave the room and shut the door, unattended.

He then has the audacity to walk around the house like he’s 🤬ing tired, sighing, sleepy eyes, saying ish like “I just need to rest”. I get FOUR hours of sleep a night. FOUR. If I’m lucky!!. Our baby is exclusively fed breast milk, so he doesn’t even have to worry about that. I cook all of the food still, help with household work (admittedly not as much as him), but I am then one earning the majority of the money for us. I am so worried about going back to work in two weeks that it makes me sick!

Apologies for the typos, I am severely sleep deprived.