*Whining to Follow*
*sighs*
I'm starting to think this whole 'grown up with a house, husband and baby' thing is overrated.
I love my baby and husband [and house to, I suppose] but I'm so tired. Just tired.
The baby has been sick all week [and of course now I'm sick as well *g*]; I took him to the doctor yesterday and he has a chest infection and a double ear infection.
Poor little guy...I felt like the worst mother in the whole world. I had brought him there because of his cough; I hadn't even noticed the ear infections.
The doctor kept saying I was lucky that this was only the first time he'd even gotten sick [he's seven months old now :)]. But he had lost two whole pounds this week...he won't eat any solid food anymore; he's back to nursing.
Adding to my frustration level my husband hasn't had a day off or been home for more than eight hours in two weeks...*sighs again*
I'm excited that my parents are coming next week from BC...but nothing is ready for them...we haven't even bought the holiday food yet!
And Colin's mother never helps at all...she's coming over shortly and I know I'm going to get a lecture about how the house isn't clean and I can't control my husband properly...not that she would ever offer to help me out herself...her solution is always that I should hire a cleaning lady [yes, with my oodles of money *g*]
Sorry for all the whining...Sometimes I feel jealous that I'm only twenty eight years old; none of my friends are married...and none of them call anymore:(
My whine is finished now...
~BVB
I'm starting to think this whole 'grown up with a house, husband and baby' thing is overrated.
I love my baby and husband [and house to, I suppose] but I'm so tired. Just tired.
The baby has been sick all week [and of course now I'm sick as well *g*]; I took him to the doctor yesterday and he has a chest infection and a double ear infection.
Poor little guy...I felt like the worst mother in the whole world. I had brought him there because of his cough; I hadn't even noticed the ear infections.
The doctor kept saying I was lucky that this was only the first time he'd even gotten sick [he's seven months old now :)]. But he had lost two whole pounds this week...he won't eat any solid food anymore; he's back to nursing.
Adding to my frustration level my husband hasn't had a day off or been home for more than eight hours in two weeks...*sighs again*
I'm excited that my parents are coming next week from BC...but nothing is ready for them...we haven't even bought the holiday food yet!
And Colin's mother never helps at all...she's coming over shortly and I know I'm going to get a lecture about how the house isn't clean and I can't control my husband properly...not that she would ever offer to help me out herself...her solution is always that I should hire a cleaning lady [yes, with my oodles of money *g*]
Sorry for all the whining...Sometimes I feel jealous that I'm only twenty eight years old; none of my friends are married...and none of them call anymore:(
My whine is finished now...
~BVB