You've got that right. It must a 'mom curse' that kids are only rotten for their mom. Not so for dad or babysitters or even grandma. When I had all three in daycare, the workers there told me my kids are very quiet and respectful, they never talk or hit or scream, etc. I stood there for half a minute contemplating the compliments and then said, "Are you sure you're talking about MY kids?" But, yeah, sure enough, my little ones are perfect angels for everyone BUT me. It's like a switch goes off the second they see me, they collaborate and say, "hey, let's see how many hairs we can get to turn gray today" or "how many colors can mama turn when she's stressed?" or "let's flip a coin to see who should scream all the way home!" When I was pregnant with my last baby (who was quite a surprise) I still had to take care of the twins who were 1-1/2 at the time. I was always wiped out and really angry that I was never pampered. It seems to me that every time I'm tired, DH has already passed out or claims to be exhausted. When I'm sick, he's sicker. He can be the bane of my existence at times. I comtemplated at that time to write a 'how-to' book for husbands on how to treat their wives when they are pregnant. All my friends offered to buy several copies. I suppose, though, that I'll need an illustrator to draw the images in sequential order for those who can't find the time to read; it would be simpler to leave the book open to the page that is necessary to pass along...lol. I'm really cracking at my husband, but he's a good guy, he just required intensive training. Hmmm...maybe that's what I'll call it, "Training Course for the Man of a Pregnant Woman" or something like that. Little asterisk below can state, "Complete with a motivational guide to keep your man on course!" lmao. Several sequels can follow to completely support all the complaints that women try to resolve, but can't seem to do so. I'm just kidding. I don't have time for that. How can I when I'm still training DH and caring for three little ones?