Maybe I was just in a really bad mood earlier this evening, but I was seriously ready to trade in hubby and my 3 year old. Before you read on you have to understand that I am blessed with a wonderful husband that does a lot and that I love to bits.
Daniel is at that : “Nee, ek willie” age and it drives me NUTS! It started this morning when he didn’t want to choose breakfast, so I had to leave him as hubby was in the shower and I had to do the girls’ nappies. I knew something was up due to the deafening silence, but didn’t expect to have to fish my cellphone out of the tin of formula and have to empty out the tops of all the bottles that he had (mostly) scooped some more formula into. Grrr.
Then, after I barely survived the coming home chaos Mr decided to get up onto the bathroom cabinet and pee into and onto the basin. WTH is up with that?? Suffice it to say, I called my Mom and he is spending the night with Granny tomorrow night. We need a night’s sleep. Together. In our own bed.
I’m also going through a phase where I just feel like I’m trying to juggle everything and hubby sometimes doesn’t think. He seems to either not be bothered by stuff or not in any hurry to get stuff fixed or I don’t know what.
Just some examples:
We are sitting at the dinner table tonight and I spend most nights with a twin on my lap, otherwise they climb on the table (yes, it is unmitigated chaos), so now we try to get them to sit on a chair. But we need to get them a cushion or something to sit on so we can give them a snack on a plate. Guess who has to deal with that? Where will I find time to go and get some foam and then cover it or search for something suitable?
The rug under the coffee table is faarked and people and children keep tripping over it. He hasn’t rushed out to buy a new one and every time we are at the shops he says we can buy one later. He also trips over the stupid thing. Why do I end up buying a new rug?
There is a little flap that he broke off inside the fridge which ended up lying in the kitchen. I then transferred it to my car in the hope that we can get to the shops to replace it. And he steps on it every weekend. And doesn’t even think to sort it out.
I also know that I didn’t marry Mr Romantic, but would really just appreciate a little nod sometimes. Gawd, I do sound like a bored housewife, don’t I??
Ag, I’m not going to carry on and this is really petty stuff, but I feel like I am the flippen mechanic, electrician, plumber, builder, PA, driver, cleaner, nanny etc all rolled into 1. And it’s too much sometimes. I really feel like I can’t keep up with being all of these things AND a Mom AND a Wife AND do a Job AND do them all well.
It is just me??
How do you cope with it all??
Good luck! Hopefully you’ll feel better after a good night’s sleep.
I feel you pain….it’s not easy doing it all,I sometimes wonder how I fit it all in and still do homework while I’m working in the office and have the 4year old under my desk playing with the dog.
You need to ask him to help you more even if it’s just little things,sometimes they are the things that cause the most fights/arguements.
Working from home and running a household is a VERY TOUGH JOB.
HUGS and lets do coffee sometime soon.
I’m sure not in any position to comment as I suspect that if I was married I’d be the one who didn’t notice stuff… but of course you do know you’re managing it all. Just by getting up and doing it again you’re doing it well. 🙂
That’s the difference between boys and girls. I don’t know of a girl who would climb up to pee in a basin! lol
You’re having a SMM day! big hug
You are Commander In Chief of your household, your husband is your right hand man. DELEGATE! DELEGATE! DELEGATE! If that fails…may i suggest something a little extreme like an uprising, a riot of sorts even boycotting your duties all weekend just so he gets to see just how much you have on your plate. They say behind every clean, powerful, well-coordinated man is a strong woman and behind every clean, powerful, well co-ordinated woman is a whiny bastard…
hugs, hugs and more hugs, don’t know what else to say, sounds way too familiar. Sterkte!
I salute you, cause I really don’t think I hav eit in me to be all that!
u know what I think, these are all petty trival things for them to do…no amount of hints and by the way comments do the trick for me…
I agree with yellowrose – delegate & get ugly if u get no response. I don’t think you’re supposed to cope with ALL of it. Good luck!
I don’t like to treat my husband as a child, but whenever he is as stubborn/pig-headed/whatever/I don’t care as a child, this is my strategy:
Wait for Saturday/Sunday when that all important rugby/cricket/F1 is on, march in, switch off the TV and with a demanding “NOW!” pelt out all the orders.
He sulks a bit, do the stuff anyway and the lesson learnt was: DO THE STUFF WHEN SHE ASKS YOU TO DO IT AND SATURDAY CRICKET WILL BE SAFE!
Yeah Minki! I love your attitude. I usually wait for the can I go to the boys to watch or can the boys come over and watch conversation – then I laat spat!
Don’t like being the dragon but if he wants to act like a child, I will treat him like a child.
Thks, yes, we must!
Mwah!
SMM day?
LOL, funny. Maybe I should strike?
Thanks!
LMAO, I can’t deal with the suling normally, but maybe I should give it a bash? Come to Cape Town so wecan get together and drink wine!
hear hear!
Eish…I know the feeling. I often wish that I could be cloned. Just to get it all done and NOT have to ask for help or wait for DH to decide to do something ONE DAY SOON…
xx