Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:So I usually cut my husband some slack, but after listening to him vomit in our side alley and front yard and make a ton of noise coming home drunk from not eating dinner and going out, I'm ticked. I'm a pretty laid back person but I could have my baby any day now and my husband is totally trashed. What if I went into labor? No way he could drive or get me through delivery. Not to mention I felt awful not waiting up for him and falling asleep only to realize he is blitzed. Now I feel like a parent waiting up for a teenager, our bedroom reeks of a bar and I can't get to sleep, mainly thinking of him stupidly walking home drunk rather than getting a car and bring a potential victim for crime or worse. My husband rocks usually and has done so much for the baby and me, like reading us a bedtime story each night and cleaning and organizing the house and making meals to freeze, but right now I'm livid. Vent over. Le sigh.
I guess I'm the outlier but I think your husband sounds fabulous and one last hurrah doesn't seem like something to be "livid" about given all else he has done. Even where he was -- an event for a volunteer organization -- sounds reasonable. All the other things sound like coming up with justifications for why you have a right to be "livid." If he couldn't drive you to the hospital, you'd take a cab, etc., but you didn't go into labor, so all's well. Have a talk about it, agree he won't do it again and move on and revel in all the other fantastic things he has done for you.