6 months later...Not a lot has changed. :(

It's been about 6 months since I wrote on this blog. But unforunantly, we are still pretty much where we were then. I am angry, frustrated and hurt most of the time. And so is he. I don't know how to end this cycle that we are in. Tonight, all I wanted was a simple "thank you" Any little acknowledgement that he appreiciates just what I do.
I guess to him, being a stay at home parent is easy. I don't know why he would ever believe that, but it's apparant that he does. He said tonight that I was stupid for asking him to say thank you after washing his work stuff(coffee cups, etc) This morning, I washed his cup, and turned the coffee on, etc. after being up all night, and I just explained that instead of "uh huh" when I told him that, a "thank you" would have been nice instead. I said it nicely, but he still got pissed off. I don't understand why I can't tell him my feelings, frustrations, or anything without it pissing him off. But instead of just saying "Oh, I didn't realize I didn't say it. My bad" he got pissed off and stated "Well, you don't thank me." I was so confused so I asked what he meant by this...His response? "Well you don't say thank you for working, and paying the bills" First of all, thats not even what this conversation is about. Second of all, bullshit. Yes I do. Quite often, actually. And third of all, what the hell do you think I do all day? You think you are the only one who deserves a thank you?(that you get on a regular basis anyway) Well, same goes stupid! Ya know, I'd like to hear the same. "Thanks baby, for taking care of our child, running our errands, grocery shopping by yourself with the kid, cooking me dinner that I NEVER APPRECIATE, and washing my dishes" Oh yeah, and going to school full-time while doing all this and only having a babysitter for ONE of FOUR of those classes...... The only thing you are asked to do is put up the dishes I wash, and you don't even do that half the time!!! I don't mind saying thank you, and being "appreciative" of you providing for your family, but at the same time, Why would I when it's clear you don't appreciate any damn thing I do? Or even have enough respect for me to fucking listen when I tell you my feelings??