How hard is it to pull your own weight with the housework?
For the male species this seems nigh on impossible.
I’m heavily pregnant, I’m tired, fat and been in pain for the last week or so. But apparently, as I do not WORK FULLTIME this does not warrant me being allowed to sleep in.
Apparently this does not warrant any decent amount of help with the housework.
No, I still have to stay up until close to midnight doing HIS chores as well as my own and then still get up early while HE sleeps in.
Unfair? Noo!
Should I pull you up on it? Noo!
No, you work all day, four days a week! You need your sleep!
And, why not sit on the couch and watch me scrub the floor?
You work full time and I’m just a stay at home mummy so why not?
Oh dear!
I was a little bit cranky this morning wasn’t I?
Re reading the above from this morning makes me laugh a little now, but at the time, Boy oh Boy was I mad!
Having children puts a huge strain on a marriage but it is so worth it and every bit of effort we put in even when we feel like packing it in and going separate ways is effort that means we DO love each other.
It’s rocky sometimes, there are silent treatments, there are snide comments and, at times, outright nastiness but a relationship is never easy street and as long as the good continues to outweigh the bad times then that is much more than enough for me.
Frustrated this morning, beyond a point I could cope with, Eli and I had a long walk down to the beach as it was nice and sunny out and I needed some time to clear my head.
The tide was right up to the embankment so Eli bug and I settled with a nice long play at the park. Eli was able to play with a puppy and so many other children (older than him which he loved)
Watching him make sure his face was right near theirs when he talked to them, watching him hugging them and chatting away in his own little language spattered with dribs and drabs of real words mixed in I have very much come to the conclusion that Eli needs more time with other children so I cannot wait until Fyn is born. Eli really needs to learn the beautiful, simplistic importance of personal space!
After finishing up at the park and saying goodbye to Eli’s playfellows, we walked all the way back past our house and continued on to the shopping centre as I still needed some more time to clear my head and Eli, at that stage, was having a nice long snooze in the pram.
Once I got home I realised that by taking such a long walk I had perhaps bitten off more than I could chew! My belly, my arms and worst of all my legs were killing me!
Eli who was awake by now spent the afternoon with Daddy whilst Mummy had a well earned nap!
It is dinner time now and my lovely husband (can you half tell we have gotten over our spat) is making massaman curry and then bathing and bedding the boy bug!
I will continue my relaxing afternoon by having an early one I do believe!
So the day has been eventful, and more patience and more communication between Nic and I has been recognised as much needed! I had some awesome outdoor bonding time with my gorgeous soon to be big brother little chatterbox monster and I had a nice long nap.
All in all the day turned out much better than my original rant indicated it would!
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