Shower and bone weary...
The shower was really wonderful. There were so many people that I hadn't seen in quite a while. Some are old family friends and some were old school friends. We got heaped in so much love it was wonderful. I loved that my many different sections of friends all got to be in the room together for the first time. It was awesome...everyone got along better than I could have hoped. They were laughing and having the best time. Truly heart warming. And Max now has every kind of swing and bouncy thing he could possibly want! Oi!! My girlfriends who put it on are just the best. The food was all homemade and to DIE for. Kev and I are very lucky people.
Today I am exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open. Maybe I'll go home early. Kev and I were up late fighting. Well, he was fighting. I know he's stressed about money and having a baby and being the bread winner. Last night he snapped. I knew as he was yelling that he was just snapping from the pressure, but knowing didn't help. I feel like I've cried all of my fluids out. We'll be fine but I need to figure out a way to get him not to do the pressure cooker thing anymore. He doesn't let shit out until he's ready to explode. I can't do that anymore. He is grovelling today -I can't even talk to him right now. We really do have a wonderful relationship. He just needs to learn to work through his stuff BEFORE he gets to freak out mode. I'm too tired to even deal right now. I can't even work it out in my head. Why can't people just deal with their fucking shit before dumping it all on me? Sorry Max, mommy will laugh again soon, I promise...
Today I am exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open. Maybe I'll go home early. Kev and I were up late fighting. Well, he was fighting. I know he's stressed about money and having a baby and being the bread winner. Last night he snapped. I knew as he was yelling that he was just snapping from the pressure, but knowing didn't help. I feel like I've cried all of my fluids out. We'll be fine but I need to figure out a way to get him not to do the pressure cooker thing anymore. He doesn't let shit out until he's ready to explode. I can't do that anymore. He is grovelling today -I can't even talk to him right now. We really do have a wonderful relationship. He just needs to learn to work through his stuff BEFORE he gets to freak out mode. I'm too tired to even deal right now. I can't even work it out in my head. Why can't people just deal with their fucking shit before dumping it all on me? Sorry Max, mommy will laugh again soon, I promise...