Let me start out by saying I love my
husband with all I have....but I swear on all that is Holy, I can't
leave him alone to do shit!! * sigh * Let me start at the beginning
of my day.
03:00 a.m.- Wake up to feed the baby
06:00 a.m.- Wake up the boy to get
ready for school
07:00 a.m.- Get the boy on the bus for
school
07:15 a.m.- Make sure the sister is up
and getting ready for school
08:00 a.m.- Feed the munchkin and the
baby
09:30 a.m.- Start laundry
12:45 p.m.- Feed the munchkin and put
the munchkin down for a nap and feed the baby
01:45 p.m.- Leave husband with the
children to run errands
03:00 p.m.- Go to Wal*Mart and try to
muddle through without killing someone
03:20 p.m.- Pick up the sister from
school and start calling husband to no avail
03:45 p.m.- Drop off sister at the
orthodontist and continue calling husband while pumping in the car
04:15 p.m.- Pick up my contacts and
still call the husband
04:30 p.m.- Head home and continue to
call husband
I get home and find the husband sound
asleep on the couch, the baby in her playpen screaming at the top of
her lungs, and the munchkin was quietly sitting in her crib watching
“The Backyardigans”, though she was soaked from wetting herself.
The boy was standing at the edge of the baby's playpen trying to
comfort her with a bottle he defrosted and bottled himself (so proud
of him for that). I asked the boy how long his dad had been asleep,
and he told me he was asleep when he got home from school. So at
least an hour!! I left the house at 1:45!! He was awake!! So, I got
the munchkin cleaned up and changed her sheets. Fed the baby and
changed her, and hugged the boy. After waking the husband...violently
shaking him awake, I started dinner. The husband had the balls to ask
me why I was so pissed off at him...while I am chopping vegetables!!
I'm holding a sharp-ass knife and he's gonna ask me why I'm pissed
off my children were not looked after while I was gone!! Are. You.
Fucking. Kidding. Me??!!! Needless to say, the night did not end
well for my loving, yet forgetful-that-he-has
children-and-sleeps-all-afternoon-husband.
I don't ask for much. Just a little
help with the housework on occasion and if I leave to do something
without my kids...that doesn't happen often...that the man that
helped me make the kids, could care for them while I am away. * head
to desk *
I empathize. Part of my recent Mommy Meltdown was explaining to DH that I found it unacceptable for him to ignore housework, the kids, or me, b/c he was watching shows on Netflix, or goofing around on his laptop. After much melting on my part, he got it. He's doing better. Good luck, want to borrow my ice pick?
ReplyDeleteI might need to borrow it if he does this mess again. You'd think after 7 years together, he'd get the clue...I take the well being of my kids very seriously. I don't mind him sleeping like the dead when I'm home, but when he's alone with the kids, he needs to pay the fuck attention!
ReplyDeleteMo- I deal with this multiple times a week....lol. I feel your pain. If Arick is remotely tired, I can't leave the house unless I either take all the kids, or make him come too. Otherwise I come home to a trashed house, and kids that are trying to take care of themselves.
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