My husband is working nights this past month and we have yet another month to go. With him being gone overnight, makes me become super momma to the twins and furchild.
Some nights are better then others, just like trying to get twin 13 month olds to eat the chicken and not poke it to death or chuck it..some meals go better then others. Current lesson learned, adult fork is magic, they eat if fed by it!
So needless to say last night wasnt the best...my morning began with walking upstairs to find my husband and asking why he didnt come down an hour and a half ago like he said he would so I could maybe get two hours of sleep before he past out from working over night. I got well I didnt hear anything...
umm that is because we have a twin in our bed
-I thought you were asleep.
ummm, you said you would come get her at 4, so I COULD SLEEP
-well then go back to bed
ummm, they will be up soon and I need a sanity break i.e. shower, coffee and vent time.
-geez do I always have to do everything!
ummm, Im taking a shower and your going to our bed and dosing.
now what I wanted to say but know it will never make sence to thee husband.
if you did everything...
our house would be taken over by dust bunnies and dog fur.
you would still be living off of hot pockets, cans of soup and essures.
your undies would be falling apart, and or standing on their own due to dirt
you would never have coffee, milk, or anything in the fridge
our dog would never listen to you, chew everything, pee everywhere and run like a mad dog ALL the TIME
your children wouldnt be clean, dry, fed.
you wouldnt know where your keys were half the time
choosing my battles, Im choosing my battles...
I could keep going, but when it comes down to it, I love him dearly. I do darn it. Lack of sleep is a bitch, and it eats at you till your a nub.
I believe I will be enforcing the Mom needs a nap today however.
Happy Weekend (for us anyways).
