Geez I hate this WAS stuff sometimes. My wife calls me to come and help her with something at her work and I go and help. I take the kids because they love seeing mum. She asks me to grab her something for lunch and has no idea what she wants. Eventually, I set off out of the store to grab her lunch and my youngest runs off out of the store and out of my view. I call her back and smack her on the bottom. She's 2 and we're in public so time out is not an option and yet I'm the bad guy. I'm pretty pissed about it because I'm the one helping her and chasing the kids and yet I get judged.
Just thought I'd vent that to let off steam. Just trying to cool myself down before I head back to her.
Me: 31, W: 29 T: 4 M: 2 Kids: 3 (SS: 7, SD: 4, D: 3) Separated, still living together: Nov 2013 Separate bedrooms: Feb 2014 W working away; kids with me: Nov 2014