Well lets see.....
The weekend of horror!
I am having one of those weekends that you want to just press delete on seriously.
Was invited to dinner by friends. (This is one of the few good parts) Had a verbal fight with My Man before it was time for us to go and so I left without him.
Got to my destination (late) feeling fragile and worn out and to be honest probably not the best company.
Had a Little Man who was being rather persistent in being loud and rather annoying. My Man and I usually swap off watching him and interacting with hosts which usually work well and gives us time to gather our thoughts and enjoy our hosts company.
When it came to dinner, Little Man is a fussy eater and refused to eat what was offered (I know where he gets that from. Me!) I'm quite sure I managed to offend my host's cooking by not eating something that I am not used to. I'm so sorry I really do have a problem with some textures and yeah I'll stop there I know I'm digging my hole deeper. The meat was lovely and so tender though.
Little Man was getting up to no good being loud and not doing as he was told and one of my host's tried a technique I was not down with to try and get him to behave. I had him try the same move on me and I discovered that although it was within the restrained person's ability to control the amount of discomfort they were feeling this thought process is (I am quite sure) beyond a boy of three's reasoning. All he would have thought is ow that hurts and you are doing it to me. I laughed it off at the time but it was more of a nervous laugh than anything. Once again I fail at protecting Little Man from something I wouldn't want done to myself.
I should have stopped it right then and there and gone home, I should have seen where the evening was heading, I should have listened to my instincts. Everything was saying not tonight!
Later Little Man is dancing to music by spinning around whilst I chat to my hosts and I hear the sound of a Little Man falling and then the ow sounds start. He had fallen and bit his lower lip open quite badly. Of course he begins bleeding all over the place (Sorry for that) and screaming rather a lot.
I hate it when kids scream and especially when they do it for no damn good reason. It shits me to tears! Now if they are genuinely hurt, truly scared shitless or out in a park having fun then I can not see any reason to tell them to shut up! I don't like the sound any more than the next person but there are times and places for it.
Now Little Man had just hurt himself rather badly and was screaming right in my ear and it got to a point where one of my hosts couldn't handle the noise any more but what I "think" he said is what upset me rather a lot. Gods I hope I heard wrong but it sounded like he said that if Little Man didn't stop he would be more than a little tempted to *punch* him????
I get the feeling that host thought that Little Man was putting it on. I can assure you it wasn't put on the fact that he stopped intermittently was only to find out if it was still hurting and when he found out that it was he would start again. That happens. I fucking do it too. You know keep crying when you find out that you are still hurting, sad or upset!
I was going to go as soon as it had stopped bleeding but that was more than a sign for me to go. I should have called and said that I wasn't going to come but I thought that would have been rude but what happened when I did turn up I think was worse than canceling on the dinner date.
When I came home I couldn't even have a consolation hug from My Man cause we weren't being friendly to each other. I just wish that I could have crawled into a hole and stayed there for a long time.
Maybe I'll just not go out anywhere for a good while longer. I am sorry that the evening was such a fuckup and I hope that we are still alright but maybe minus the Little Man.
I am having one of those weekends that you want to just press delete on seriously.
Was invited to dinner by friends. (This is one of the few good parts) Had a verbal fight with My Man before it was time for us to go and so I left without him.
Got to my destination (late) feeling fragile and worn out and to be honest probably not the best company.
Had a Little Man who was being rather persistent in being loud and rather annoying. My Man and I usually swap off watching him and interacting with hosts which usually work well and gives us time to gather our thoughts and enjoy our hosts company.
When it came to dinner, Little Man is a fussy eater and refused to eat what was offered (I know where he gets that from. Me!) I'm quite sure I managed to offend my host's cooking by not eating something that I am not used to. I'm so sorry I really do have a problem with some textures and yeah I'll stop there I know I'm digging my hole deeper. The meat was lovely and so tender though.
Little Man was getting up to no good being loud and not doing as he was told and one of my host's tried a technique I was not down with to try and get him to behave. I had him try the same move on me and I discovered that although it was within the restrained person's ability to control the amount of discomfort they were feeling this thought process is (I am quite sure) beyond a boy of three's reasoning. All he would have thought is ow that hurts and you are doing it to me. I laughed it off at the time but it was more of a nervous laugh than anything. Once again I fail at protecting Little Man from something I wouldn't want done to myself.
I should have stopped it right then and there and gone home, I should have seen where the evening was heading, I should have listened to my instincts. Everything was saying not tonight!
Later Little Man is dancing to music by spinning around whilst I chat to my hosts and I hear the sound of a Little Man falling and then the ow sounds start. He had fallen and bit his lower lip open quite badly. Of course he begins bleeding all over the place (Sorry for that) and screaming rather a lot.
I hate it when kids scream and especially when they do it for no damn good reason. It shits me to tears! Now if they are genuinely hurt, truly scared shitless or out in a park having fun then I can not see any reason to tell them to shut up! I don't like the sound any more than the next person but there are times and places for it.
Now Little Man had just hurt himself rather badly and was screaming right in my ear and it got to a point where one of my hosts couldn't handle the noise any more but what I "think" he said is what upset me rather a lot. Gods I hope I heard wrong but it sounded like he said that if Little Man didn't stop he would be more than a little tempted to *punch* him????
I get the feeling that host thought that Little Man was putting it on. I can assure you it wasn't put on the fact that he stopped intermittently was only to find out if it was still hurting and when he found out that it was he would start again. That happens. I fucking do it too. You know keep crying when you find out that you are still hurting, sad or upset!
I was going to go as soon as it had stopped bleeding but that was more than a sign for me to go. I should have called and said that I wasn't going to come but I thought that would have been rude but what happened when I did turn up I think was worse than canceling on the dinner date.
When I came home I couldn't even have a consolation hug from My Man cause we weren't being friendly to each other. I just wish that I could have crawled into a hole and stayed there for a long time.
Maybe I'll just not go out anywhere for a good while longer. I am sorry that the evening was such a fuckup and I hope that we are still alright but maybe minus the Little Man.