A day in the life

I have a good life. I have wonderful children, a faithful husband, good health, a nice home, a dependable vehicle, and stable job with a paycheck every week. Why, I ask you, do I have the feeling I am about to be a stark raving looney-tune at any minute?
J and I have a morning routine. JT cries about 4:30am wanting to be fed , I get up fix him a bottle and cuddle with him until about 6:00 when we get up to start our day. C normally gets up about 6:45, I fix him some breakfast and begin the task of getting him ready for the day as well as myself and JT. Where is J during this time you ask, well he still has his lazy ass in bed. He only pulls the covers away from his head to yell at me for letting the kids cry or whine too loudly. All of that said, this morning at 4:30 J asks me if I HAVE to snuggle the baby in our bed because he is trying to sleep and we disturb him. After getting up to start the day J yells from under the covers, because the news channel is too loud, to turn the TV down. (to this I rolled my eyes, flipped the channel to cartoons and let C turn it up as loud as he saw fit) With JT in his swing and with C watching cartoons, I saw this as the perfect opportunity to take a shower and "get the show on the road". That is until J comes barrelling out of the bedroom ranting about how I never think of anyone but myself. WHOAAAAAAAH!!!!
I was told that I only do the things that suit me and how selfish was I to 1.) let the baby whine because he had to sit in the swing for 10 minutes and not be held 2.) let C run all over the house doing what ever he wanted. Mind you that JT is spoiled COMPLETELY rotten and does nothing but cry or whine when he is not being held and C was wandering around the house talking to me while he was getting dressed for school.
Am I being selfish when he is the one who is only thinking only of hisself? Is this going to be a one of those neverending battles were we end up deadlocked every damn time?