*sigh* Another morning meltdown for N before preschool, and this time, my husband joined in. He lost his temper when N balked about putting his coat on correctly, and they were running late anyway, and...well, I'm sure you all know the story. He pushed N's head back to get him out of his coat harder than he should've. I just had to walk away. It was not a harmful push, but we are not a physical family, so it carried a lot of negative weight. When I walked back into the room, N was crying horribly, and I just scooped him up and walked him to husband's car without a word to husband. N had no coat on, was a crying mess, and I was whispering in his ear to try to calm him down. I buckled him in and tucked his coat over him like a blanket. When husband got in the car to drive away, N was still wailing. I felt and still feel sooooooo awful. I feel like not only do I walk on eggshells with my son, but now I have to be careful not to aggravate my husband after this, as he will probably be very defensive. I know he feels like ****, and I don't want him to lash out at me about it. I composed an email to my husband asking how the drop-off went, and suggesting that letting N wear his coat backward on a late morning when we are all already worked up (N did not have time to play his computer game this morning, and was already upset) is prefereable to losing one's temper and N having a meltdown at the eleventh hour. I haven't sent it yet. I don't particularly want to call him as he is pulled in a thousand directions at work. When he has a minute he can probably answer an email. I don't even know if I'll send it. I just feel sick and hope that N is doing okay in preschool this a.m. I get him in an hour and a half. Thank you for listening.