Just had a bad argument for the first time in a good long while, and it was over my husband taking over to watch the baby… To put it in perspective, I am the one that stays home with him and my husband works. But, my husband is a security guard only part time, sure he wakes up at 3am, but he is home by 8:30am. And he’s Monday-Friday, off on the weekends. He gets to nap when he gets home. He also usually goes to bed around 7pm on the weekday nights. So, it’s not like he isn’t getting any sleep at all. I on the other hand, get up at 8am everyday, and go to sleep at 12 sometimes 1am every night. Sometimes that’s not the case on weekends though. My mom helps out a lot with watching him during the night on weekday nights so that we both can get some rest. But, mind you, my husband goes to bed way earlier than me on weekday nights since he has work. As far as weekends, it’s between me and him only. So, our deal usually is, he goes to bed around 6pm if he didn’t nap earlier in the day, so that he can take him at 12am from me so that I can lay down and sleep. If he napped earlier in the day, then he gets him around 8pm and I go lay down. I will also say I’ve been struggling hardcore with postpartum depression so, it’s making it even more hard on me to deal with. And my husband knows this. So, today, for some fucking reason, he doesn’t count the hours of sleep he got on the couch at all and acts like I’m being weird for expecting our night plan to go as usual. He said it wasn’t comfortable or something and I said why didn’t he just go lay down in our bed then, but I didn’t feel like arguing at all with him over it and told him he could go sleep more even though I told him I was tired and didn’t nap at all and wasn’t in the best of a mental state either (I was feeling overwhelmed at the moment). So, he then asks me what time he should set his alarm to wake up, I told him just do 12am like always, but he insisted that he’d make it for 10pm. So, we agreed on that. Well, I stay up with the baby (who’s fighting sleep and fussing by the way) and 10pm finally comes, but he doesn’t come into the living room to take over. So, I wait more thinking he’s probably just taking a second to get in here. He still doesn’t come, so I set our son in his bassinet so I could go see what was taking him so long, and turns out he just hit the snooze button and decided he was just gonna sleep more. So, naturally this made me upset, because nothing pisses me off more than someone telling me they are going to do something and then they don’t follow through with what they agreed to do. I wake him up and he asks what time it is and I said “its 10, you know, the time you said you were gonna get up?!”. Then he gets mad at me and asked me why I was acting that way and I told him that I was upset because he told me he would get up then and he didn’t do it. He just says “oh my god” all pissy like and continues with saying he’s tired. I told him I was too and that I didn’t have a nap like he did and that he shouldn’t of said he’d get up at that time if he felt like he wouldn’t have enough sleep. Then he tries to act like he’s getting up but with an attitude, so that made me feel even more upset, so I told him to just lay back down. So, he did, I had a full mental breakdown and finally got our son to sleep, 12am rolls around and he finally gets up to give me a break. I couldn’t call my mom for help cause she was sick with food poisoning and I had literally no one else to call for help. I feel like shit and was even doubting my marriage lasting through this if this is how it’s going to start being… Maybe it’s just the depression that’s making it seem worse than it actually is, but damn it I just feel like I’ve been taking on much more than he realizes and I’m just struggling to keep my head above the water… What should I do? I feel like every aspect of my life is slowly falling apart after having our son, and it’s making me regret all of it…