My husband is the worst parent I’ve ever met.

This morning I woke up in a state a can’t explain. I’m stuck in bed, conscious but stuck almost like the worlds longest panic attack. So my husband began cussing and throwing my text books at me. Turns out he locked our 19 month old in his room. It’s noon by the time I can finally crawl to his door. He’s shitty and obviously starving. My husband tells me it’s all my fault because I didn’t wake up when our son did at 8am. So he left our toddler crying from 8am to noon. I changed his diapers and made breakfast trying to make today go as normal as possible. Then hear goes the vacuum. My son hates the vacuum to the point that he will not eat breakfast now. I don’t know when his next meal will be now. He’s so distressed. He won’t drink anything and just wants to be held. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2OvejdR