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I sabotaged my husband's gaming tournament because he refused to help with our newborn.

My husband Jake, 30 male and I, 27 female, recently welcomed our first baby Emma, who is now three months old.

As most new parents know, it's been a challenging time, filled with sleepless

nights and endless diaper changes. I'm on maternity leave, so I'm home with Emma all day, but I still

need help from Jake, especially during the night. By the way, this comes from Puzzled to 61615 on the

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So Jake works from home and is a huge gamer.

He spends most of his free time playing online games with his friends.

I've tried to be understanding and give him space.

But it's been hard when he refuses to help with Emma at night.

He's got to help his squad win those games.

You just have time for kids. Yeah, come on. Babe, I am the leader of my Alpha Squadron. We're playing cod, babe. I don't have time to coddle a baby. You wouldn't understand. It's life and death out there, babe. This is just some kid. He can grow up on his own. I've asked him multiple times to take turns getting up with her, but he always says he's too

tired or that he has an important game.

Breastfeeding has been particularly difficult.

Often, the baby struggles to latch properly, leading to painful and sometimes cracked

nipples.

We don't want that out. You got, what, baby oil or cocoa butter. I don't know. Whatever, whatever you need for it. What, what, ladies, what do you use for those, those nipple cracks? Ouchy. Let us know in the chat. I've had mast, met, mistitis, mastitis,

mass titties,

twice already.

Mastatitis.

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