Domestic god to a bit of an idiot

I had a very domesticated morning this morning, I woke up to see my son in the bed with us, my wife had got him out of bed. I didn't spend long in there with them as I went downstairs, heated my sons bottle for him then got on with baking, I made a fruit cake, a Victoria sponge and even a loaf of bread, and a tear and share for this evening with my wife. I then waited on my wife's 'mothers meeting' making tea, squash and bringing cake.

I undid all of my good work this evening when after our son had been sick, my wife, having just said he's going to be sick again, just stood there rather than take him to the bathroom or toilet. I lost my temper and snapped at her asking her where she would go if she knew she was going to be sick. I feel like a complete twat.

So it was a mixed day emotionally, mostly high but with a big low at the end.

Thanks for reading

Adam Edward Grant