Mad at Dad

So what is with men? Is it laziness or just pure stupidity? If it's the former, then how far do you let your do-nothingness prioritize over your baby's caretaking?

Every time I get myself into the mindset of "this is my family and I will take care of them without complaining because that's what you do for the people you love", shit like this happens and totally blows my focus. If I want it done right, I must do it myself. Isn't that how it goes? But why should I HAVE to do everything myself? It's really starting me make me crazy. Let me explain.

Jason changed Sydney's last couple diapers last night plus the one this morning, and when I changed her before her nap just now, her butt was SO red. Any redder it would be bleeding. That's GOT to be painful. I mean, doesn't anybody with a brain know to put diaper creme on at the very onset of a rash? It's not going away on it's own, so why wait for it to turn the color of Santa's hat? Can he really be that oblivious?

I'm seriously beginning to believe that.

I know he means well, and he loves Sydney. He worries about her eating too much. He's attentive to her pooping comfort, you know, like he'll rub her belly when she's pushing, help her stretch out. He even STILL feels the need to tell me not to fall asleep side-nursing for fear that I'll crush her. So, like all the aforementioned concerns, how does your parental instincts not kick in over a rash?

Maybe I am overreacting. I'm sure he's just got other things on his mind. Like, making sure his family has A ROOF OVER OUR HEADS. Just sayin.

I'm a jerk.

I guess should give him a break.