Yesterday our dishwasher started smoking. I turned it off and told H. His response? You have lots of free time in the summer, so you can just handwash them.
/:) Dishes would officially be his problem if my H said that!
So.... today while I was waiting for my co-worker to get something from a gas station, some crazy teenager hit my car. While I was parked - sitting in said car. My car is generally fine, but now I get to deal with insurance and getting it fixed and blah blah blah. So annoying.
Oh... and I thought the police officer was checking me out - NOPE! He was just noticing my pregnant belly. Awesome.
I was just checking the guest list for DD's birthday party and less than half of the guests have RSVPed. I don't understand why it's so hard. I'm hoping that everyone is just lazy otherwise nobody is going to be at her party. (
I was just checking the guest list for DD's birthday party and less than half of the guests have RSVPed. I don't understand why it's so hard. I'm hoping that everyone is just lazy otherwise nobody is be at her party. (
I had 2 confirmed guests (both families of 4) cancel the morning of Ty's party...that's 8 people!! We had so much leftover food and cupcakes that I brought some to daycare this morning
So last week my FIL had a heart attack and is still in the hospital awaiting a triple bypass. We had plans this last weekend to fly to DC to be godparents for my friends' baby. DH had to stay back here and help his mom out and I flew to DC with both boys solo (hell, just utter hell flying with them alone). An hour after we get back to the house yesterday I start puking with such force my abs still hurt, and kept puking every 20 mins for 5 hours. I try and get up this morning and rally but I last 2 hours at work and I get a call from daycare that Arlo has a fever. We are home together miserable now. And I'm pretty sure DH is mad at me for being sick because that means I can't bring the boys to the hospital to see his dad. So yeah, he's being super awesome and helpful while I feel like crap. Not.
I win!!!! My competitive nature makes it happy that my awful week is at least winning me something Yesterday on the plane Arlo was sleeping in the ergo on me and G announced to the entire plane, "I have to go poop now!!!!!" I shuffled our crew to the bathroom and stood in the door while he pooped. After he finished I realized he had taken off his undies completely and dropped them on the floor (I couldn't see down because of sleeping ergo baby). They were now soaking wet with god knows what from the floor of the bathroom. I had to shove the wet undies in the ergo pocket and just pull up G's shorts. On the way back to our seat he announced to everyone, "I'm going commando! I'm going commando." That was about the time when I decided I'm going to have to have a good sense of humor about my bad luck.
So last week my FIL had a heart attack and is still in the hospital awaiting a triple bypass. We had plans this last weekend to fly to DC to be godparents for my friends' baby. DH had to stay back here and help his mom out and I flew to DC with both boys solo (hell, just utter hell flying with them alone). An hour after we get back to the house yesterday I start puking with such force my abs still hurt, and kept puking every 20 mins for 5 hours. I try and get up this morning and rally but I last 2 hours at work and I get a call from daycare that Arlo has a fever. We are home together miserable now.
And I'm pretty sure DH is mad at me for being sick because that means I can't bring the boys to the hospital to see his dad. So yeah, he's being super awesome and helpful while I feel like crap. Not.
I'm sorry you got sick but your husband is in a pretty crappy position too.
@calikat80 I'm not confrontational but your post hit me the wrong way. Father's Day was the first time my husband felt ready to visit his dad's grave since he passed in September. I'm all shaky thinking about the two weeks he was in the hospital when we thought we had at least five more years with him and were trying to come to grips with five years.
I still have a few minutes of Monday left and I would like to bitch about the hour long sleep fighting tantrum session we are currently going through. I feel guilty she's tootin because she might be upset because of a bellyache. But she's probably given herself gas from screaming
@Lizzybizzy80 I can definitely see how it can be taken the wrong way. I completely understand and support DH with his dad right now. The back story is part of me is a little bitter because he smokes a pack a day and eats terribly and DH has been on him for years to try and change that so it feels like this was avoidable. I also completely understand him staying here and needing to be focused on his dad and helping his mom, but he was acting like a complete jerk to me while I was in between round of throwing up. Like said, "well you just threw up so you should feel better now and you can help with bedtime." And then complained I hadn't packed his lunch for him in the morning. I know he normally isn't a total asshat and is stressed out but it really sucks to be sick and feel helpless because I WANTED to help and support him, but since I wasn't able he made me feel even worse about it.
@calikat80 I'm sorry that he's lashing out at you. Getting sick now must be like the perfect storm of suckiness and he should understand that you don't want to be sick and helpless.
I'll admit that I wish I had been pushing DH to spend more time at the hospital and with his mom and sister instead of helping me with a 3 month old. So there's a back story here too. FIL had pulmonary fibrosis and had been a longtime smoker, but from experience it is a bitch of a habit to kick and it didn't make his death less hard. It did finally lead to his sister quitting, so there's that at least.
I hope the surgery goes smoothly and your FIL has a wake up call to quit smoking and improve his eating habits. I hope you're feeling better too.
@Lizzybizzy80 thank you! FIL has committed to quitting. Another part of the equation is MIL smokes too so she quit cold turkey this weekend and is super on edge and lashing out at DH, and since he's angry that they didn't quit before now he just wants to be angry at the world. He quit smoking himself so he's really understanding in that department it's just such a ball of stress for everyone. Also between work and the hospital he has hardly seen the boys and they are by far his light and joy. Basically I know he's a great son, husband and father and it really is the perfect storm of suckiness. And I don't want to bitch to him when it's so rough, hence my bitch in here!
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/:) Dishes would officially be his problem if my H said that!
I was just checking the guest list for DD's birthday party and less than half of the guests have RSVPed. I don't understand why it's so hard. I'm hoping that everyone is just lazy otherwise nobody is going to be at her party.
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And I'm pretty sure DH is mad at me for being sick because that means I can't bring the boys to the hospital to see his dad. So yeah, he's being super awesome and helpful while I feel like crap. Not.
Yesterday on the plane Arlo was sleeping in the ergo on me and G announced to the entire plane, "I have to go poop now!!!!!" I shuffled our crew to the bathroom and stood in the door while he pooped. After he finished I realized he had taken off his undies completely and dropped them on the floor (I couldn't see down because of sleeping ergo baby). They were now soaking wet with god knows what from the floor of the bathroom. I had to shove the wet undies in the ergo pocket and just pull up G's shorts. On the way back to our seat he announced to everyone, "I'm going commando! I'm going commando." That was about the time when I decided I'm going to have to have a good sense of humor about my bad luck.
It's late and I'm overwrought.
I'll admit that I wish I had been pushing DH to spend more time at the hospital and with his mom and sister instead of helping me with a 3 month old. So there's a back story here too. FIL had pulmonary fibrosis and had been a longtime smoker, but from experience it is a bitch of a habit to kick and it didn't make his death less hard. It did finally lead to his sister quitting, so there's that at least.
I hope the surgery goes smoothly and your FIL has a wake up call to quit smoking and improve his eating habits. I hope you're feeling better too.
Basically I know he's a great son, husband and father and it really is the perfect storm of suckiness. And I don't want to bitch to him when it's so rough, hence my bitch in here!