Exhausted!!!
I'm a little sore and tired. Life has been hard lately, and I hate the hard parts lol why can't it just always be easy?
Marlow is off the walls. I run a dayhome, up to five kids(including her) in my home on any given week day. That means that she can't have all the Mummy Marlow time she wants, and she is acting out due to it. She has become whiney, she picks relentlessley on the other kids, she throws tantrums like an all star. She hits, she misbehaves.
And Joey is NO help. I mean, seriously. He acts like I'm asking him to give me his one kidney if I ask him to take out the trash. He groans and moans about everything, and over half the time doesn't end up doing it anyways. Then he gets all affronted when I get angry and do it myself.
Today made me mad. Marlow got up REALLY early...but Joey got up and took her to the washroom and whatnot so I thought he was going to get up with her and I fell back asleep. Well, his idea of getting up with her was to throw a movie on the TV in our room and go back to bed. Marlow lay with us tossing and turning. She's a kicker, so I was kicked in the back, stomach and head numerous times. Finally he gets up so I assumed they were getting up for the day and I drifted back off again! I was so tired that I slept like a log, didn't feel Joey crawl back into bed. Turns out that Marlow ate cold fries from last night(I had intended to toss them this morning we just got home late last night) and candy for breakfast. She needed to pee and, because she fell in the toilet yesterday and is nervous to climb up now, she needed help and he wouldn't get out of bed and give it to her. So she peed on the carpet and he knew about it but left it. AND she was in and out of the room...drawing on the walls with crayons!!!! And then he gets mad that I'm upset.
FOR FLAP JACKS SAKE!!!
He seems to think being a dad happens when it suits him best. I work 12 hour days now. All day long with kids. And it's a lot more work then he gives me credit for. Hell, he gives me no credit for any of it! I'm tired of cleaning, cooking, laundry, childcare, early mornings, late nights...and all he ever has to say is 'where's my clean underwear'. Well, wheres my god damn respect?!?
I'm so tired I find myself dozing off while I'm sitting up! I get maybe four hours of sleep a night. But Joey doesn't understand why I can't just lay down and instantly fall asleep, so he tells me it's my fault I'm tired and he has no sympathy for me. Last weekend on my 'sleep in' day he got me up and out of bed at 830 am and he had only gotten up with Marlow fifteen minutes prior.
He's soooo exhausted. He goes to work for 6-8 hours, then comes home and does jack shit. But he does so much more work then I do. I just have silly tasks like cooking and cleaning. That's not near as hard as what he does. Therefore I should just have so much more energy then he does. I should be able to get up, take care of the kids and the house while he is at work, make him a hot supper, clean up after it, get Marlow ready and in bed, then take care of his other needs so he can go to sleep. Then I need to make sure the dishwasher is started, the toys are cleaned up, I have to shower and do all that lovely stuff. Then when I get to bed two hours after he did, and I toss and turn for two hours on top of that, I should still be able to get up half an hour earlier then he does and do it all again with a smile on my face.
I wish I had a penis...they seem to have it easier on this front.
Marlow is off the walls. I run a dayhome, up to five kids(including her) in my home on any given week day. That means that she can't have all the Mummy Marlow time she wants, and she is acting out due to it. She has become whiney, she picks relentlessley on the other kids, she throws tantrums like an all star. She hits, she misbehaves.
And Joey is NO help. I mean, seriously. He acts like I'm asking him to give me his one kidney if I ask him to take out the trash. He groans and moans about everything, and over half the time doesn't end up doing it anyways. Then he gets all affronted when I get angry and do it myself.
Today made me mad. Marlow got up REALLY early...but Joey got up and took her to the washroom and whatnot so I thought he was going to get up with her and I fell back asleep. Well, his idea of getting up with her was to throw a movie on the TV in our room and go back to bed. Marlow lay with us tossing and turning. She's a kicker, so I was kicked in the back, stomach and head numerous times. Finally he gets up so I assumed they were getting up for the day and I drifted back off again! I was so tired that I slept like a log, didn't feel Joey crawl back into bed. Turns out that Marlow ate cold fries from last night(I had intended to toss them this morning we just got home late last night) and candy for breakfast. She needed to pee and, because she fell in the toilet yesterday and is nervous to climb up now, she needed help and he wouldn't get out of bed and give it to her. So she peed on the carpet and he knew about it but left it. AND she was in and out of the room...drawing on the walls with crayons!!!! And then he gets mad that I'm upset.
FOR FLAP JACKS SAKE!!!
He seems to think being a dad happens when it suits him best. I work 12 hour days now. All day long with kids. And it's a lot more work then he gives me credit for. Hell, he gives me no credit for any of it! I'm tired of cleaning, cooking, laundry, childcare, early mornings, late nights...and all he ever has to say is 'where's my clean underwear'. Well, wheres my god damn respect?!?
I'm so tired I find myself dozing off while I'm sitting up! I get maybe four hours of sleep a night. But Joey doesn't understand why I can't just lay down and instantly fall asleep, so he tells me it's my fault I'm tired and he has no sympathy for me. Last weekend on my 'sleep in' day he got me up and out of bed at 830 am and he had only gotten up with Marlow fifteen minutes prior.
He's soooo exhausted. He goes to work for 6-8 hours, then comes home and does jack shit. But he does so much more work then I do. I just have silly tasks like cooking and cleaning. That's not near as hard as what he does. Therefore I should just have so much more energy then he does. I should be able to get up, take care of the kids and the house while he is at work, make him a hot supper, clean up after it, get Marlow ready and in bed, then take care of his other needs so he can go to sleep. Then I need to make sure the dishwasher is started, the toys are cleaned up, I have to shower and do all that lovely stuff. Then when I get to bed two hours after he did, and I toss and turn for two hours on top of that, I should still be able to get up half an hour earlier then he does and do it all again with a smile on my face.
I wish I had a penis...they seem to have it easier on this front.
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I just read your last couple of journals and I\'m so mad at your \"guy\" I could kick his ass from my house to yours and back. It\'s obvious he wasn\'t raised properly and as my husband would put it.. needs a good ass beating. Between him, your sister, your daughter and the MIL.. I don\'t know how you are still sane. I do 95% of the stuff in my house, but I don\'t run a daycare and if my husband gets tired of the dishes that I don\'t always have time to do, he\'ll do them. It\'s pretty rare that he\'s an ass about that. My suggestion... sleep on the couch, or in Marlows room if there is a place. Take something to help you sleep, and tell him to do hid own f\'n laundry. You deserve better
I want to kick his ass daily! Somedays, most days, I just want to give up and leave. But then other days I just don\'t want to toss six years down the toilet without fighting to the nail for it.
If I sleep in a different room it doesn\'t bother him. He just ignores me for it. Plus, I already didn\'t do his laundry for a loooong time and he just let it pile up and get stinky in our room. He has so many clothes it took over a month and a half before he ran out of clean clothes to wear.
You definately deserve hero status and a big break.