Dear Dr. John,

My word, it has been a while! I've been too busy at work and home to even care to write to you. But after yesterday's blow up, I felt the need to let things off my chest.

First, it all started at 530. Our son woke up. No prob right? I'll go get him like I always do on the weekends and you sleep in. So what at 8 you get up? I think so. I could be wrong, but it wasn't 530. By 9, our son was already napping. I go put him down and after playing with him all morning, cleaning in between that and feedings I finally got to sit down on my butt and relax. I mean, yeah sure I sat on my butt while I played with our son, but it was the first time I sat down and not have to worry about him or anything. All I wanted to do is clip my coupons and make a list of food for shopping which BTW - my plan was to go right after he was put down for nap so I could come home early.

Then, it all started.

"Hey babe, go make breakfast. Eggs, bacon, tomato....I'm hungry." - you

Okay, get this I told you I would, but let me just finish my list then I'd get my tired @ss up to go serve you food. BUT WAIT!

15 minutes later....

"NEVERMIND!! DON'T GO MAKE ANYTHING I'M GOING TO GO GET FOOD!" - you

You were so mean Dr. John. You've been mean to before, yesterday was just the top of all argues with you. I've never met an adult like you who has to scream and slam doors because they "are starving"....you're 33 years old. Get up and go making something yourself. Why do I have to get up after being up since 530 AM and taking care of our son? I NEVER repeat NEVER sleep in anymore. I'm always going to bed by 10-1030 and getting up by 2-3 and then back to sleep and up again by 530-630. I'm not complaining because it's for our son who I love to death, but you never say "Hey honey, let me go get him. You sleep in today." I can't expect you to do that because you don't care about me like that. You say you love me, but I want you to show me.

Then, to compare you and I to how much each of us make? Really? You had to go there? I didn't marry you for money. Damn, if I did I wouldn't have married you because you didn't have a toilet to p*ss in when we did. You had a 80k student loan, a car loan and credit cards up your butt. I had the huge savings and 3 bills under my name. So you think just because you "bring home 7k" which btw sure it sounds great that you "bring home" but after taxes and such it's really only 4k ish. Yeah I "bring home" 2772, but after insurance, taxes, and the other little things I only bring home 1887 now. Do that mean, since you work 55+ a week, bring home "7k" that I should do more around the house to make that up? F no. Equal Dr. John. We are husband and wife, we are one. Suppose to be, but I guess not.

I hope you read that book I finished. Maybe, just maybe you'll open your eyes. Only time will tell.