So I think I am going to have to put my husband in one of those how to be a big brother/sister classes. Seriously! After our son was born he turned into a ME,ME,ME,ME monster. If I have  a headache, so does he. If my stomach hurts so does his, if I have cramps so does he (really not kidding on that one) It has gotten to the point where when he does this I just tell him that I don't care, and I hope it hurts like hell!!! The baby will be tired or hungry, guess what so is he!! One day after I had just spent over a hour barfing because of a migraine, and was coming out of the bathroom, and he had the audacity to ask me were the Motrin was because he was getting a headache. So you know what I did, I threw up all over him, yup! I explained to him before the baby was born, that the baby was going to need my full attention, and that it was time for him to grow up, and learn how to take care of himself. (he was still living at home before we got married he was 29) It's hard to get sympathy from a man who has never had to wash his own skivvies. And when I complain he tells me to add it to the list (eye rolls) So I made a damn list!! Not going to give you the whole list, because really who has that kind of time? But here are a few. 1. He only partly washes the dishes, the are never really clean, and sometimes he just puts dirty ones away. 2. he interrupts me when I am talking. 3. He lies a lot 4. He takes stuff out then puts it back in a different place than were he got it.  And so on and so on. Life would be a lot easier if I would have just married myself!