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More on the Seven Week Old Twin Saga --
Totally torqued off at the husband tonight, and getting ZERO sympathy from either my mother or my sister.
Friday night he let me sleep for TEN HOURS (and then he went to bed for four hours). In a fit of happy euphoria, I told him he could have a "ten hour night" too, and offered to let him sleep ten hours straight last night (Saturday). He said no, he'd prefer Sunday. Neither one of us thought it through (and we each got seven hours last night -- I took until 5:00 a.m., and then he let me sleep until noon).
The babies have been fussy all day. He took a three hour nap after he woke me up at noon (but he stayed up to help with the 12:30 feeding, so it was probably closer to two and a half hours). Then I had to go run an errand for the house we're trying to rent out -- it looks like we've got an EXCELLENT TENANT if her references check out -- and then did a quick trip to the grocery store, followed by a stop at the gas station. Woo hoo for me partying or something.
So, relatives stopped by for a quick baby visit (not long), and then he runs out to get us food, and by this time its 8:30 p.m. He makes a comment about going to bed, but how he's not going to get his "ten hours" at which point I realize we have NOT planned this out appropriately.
"Uh, when are you planning on getting up?" I ask.
"Six, like normal," he says. "So I can leave for work at 7:00, just like every other day." (He's practically rolling his eyes at how oblivious I'm being.
"Wait a minute -- that means I'm going to get FORTY-FIVE MINUTES TOTAL???"
He looks at me so disgusted, and then makes a STUPID HUSBAND COMMENT:
"I knew I was going to get screwed. I'm nice to you, and this is what I get!"
Wait a minute -- the fight is on! I am getting all nervy, and pointing out that I'm going to need AT LEAST THREE HOURS (am I being unreasonable?) if I'm going to be, you know, FUNCTIONAL for the rest of the day...?
Now he's pissy, and he storms off to bed with instructions to wake him after the 3:30 a.m. feeding. I go in there twice more (with my son in arm, because he's fussing, and the only thing keeping him from screaming his head off is holding him/walking him) and its not getting any better.
I call one of my sisters, who gives me the "you two will have to work it out" speech, which doesn't help much, especially when she gets all sympathetic to his sad plight of how he has to work, etc. and how since I got to sleep, he should, too. When I point out that he got to go to bed after he did his ten hours, she doesn't say anything. My mom ends up echoing her, and adds in that "its all part of being a mom" thing. In her opinion, I should just plan on doing everything myself (???) and then be grateful whenever he does ANYTHING to help out.
That ain't flying. :mad:
My father-in-law is coming over at noon to go with me to the pediatrician's office which will take the whole afternoon, so my "nap time help" break isn't going to be happening. My mom (who is NOT a morning person) has offered to come over between eight and eight-thirty to give me two hours. I've now told the husband he can sleep until 5:00 a.m. She's being great about helping, but you can tell she's not happy. (She had already scheduled coming to give me a nap on Wednesday and Thursday of this week, and was here THREE DAYS last week, which totally saved my sanity.)
I feel abused, taken for granted, and REALLY torqued off. I'm going to be waking the babies up soon for their 12:30 feeding -- did I mention I *FINALLY* got to eat my dinner at 11:15 p.m. because of the fussy baby problems?
My feelings are hurt, but I'm also feeling kind of defensive. Am I really being unreasonable to expect folks to understand that FORTY-FIVE MINUTES OF SLEEP IS NOT ENOUGH???
Oh, and did I mention we're both fighting off being sick with spring sinus/allergy/cold problems???
:mad:
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