Tonight (after his happy hour with work friends) DH said the following: "I don't think you realize how badly I need to sleep right now." "I have to go to work tomorrow...but my job brings home the money!" "If you have a bad day you can sit DD1 in front of the TV and stick DD2 on our boob and relax." After this, he fell asleep on the couch while I was (of course) putting DD2 to bed, which took 5ish hours tonight. So, on Saturday I will be nursing the baby then leaving him with both kids and a mess of a house to have lunch and a movie, like an adult with no one needing me to wipe their butt or feed them. Then we will discuss his remarks (these were just the golden ones, there were more) until I feel better. He's not aware of my plan, but he isn't on call for work, we have no plans, and for the first time in 7 years his studying for school is not a priority over my sanity. I'm taking some time for me, dammit!
TL;DR: DH turned into a bit of a chauvinist tonight and He. Will. Pay.
Two under two, here we come!