A friend of mine recently brought a baby into this world. She is stressed out, a tad cray-cray and emo from postpartum depression, and pooped out as hell from the time it takes to care for a new being. Her fucktard husband tells her that giving birth is normal, and she shouldn't "exaggerate as though she's the only one going through pain and depression" (strictly his words). How difficult is it for the jerkwad to get that she needs support and love, not to be told the equivalent of "suck it up and shut the fuck up"?!
Personal opinion obvs but past the point of spermination males need to roll with the blows. It's the price they may need to pay for skipping out on having swollen -painful- boobs, for not feeling pukey/ gassy/ bloated/ shitty, for not needing to share their body and its resources, for not getting stretch marks and back aches, for not needing to run to the loo a gazzilion times, not to mention the insane bombardment of hormones required to support another life form. You deal with the madness because you're part of the reason for it okay? Changing diapers/ feeding the bundle of joy/ bathing it once in a blue moon should not earn you brownie points because you ought to be doing some of that stuff anyway! Hug your damn wife, let her rage at you, seek professional help if it gets out of hand but neverbloodysay that she should just get over it because that is just not going to help.
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