borobaby chances are he'll never put anything in his ears again at least!
This time the inlaws were actually better. 4 days after DS was born, via c-section, they showed up to see him, not with dinner, not buying dinner, but sat there waiting for dinner. Finally DH asked if he should go get pizza, as I was shuffling down the stairs, at which point I snapped "well I sure as hell am not cooking!" They have a very selfish streak and don't really think about others, or what's polite. On the other hand, I've lost count the number of times their cooking has given me food poisoning so I'm not sure I want them bringing anything either. This time they said they were bringing cabbage rolls, I didn't say anything but I guess my mom mentioned that I can't have cabbage while nursing a newborn, I guess they decided not to bring them or anything else.
I have a new rant today. Yes it's been 8 weeks, yes, I'm getting into a routine, but I am still postpartum and I still have some emotional issues to deal with, and everyone thinks and expects me to be absolutely fine, I'm no longer allowed to have my breakdown moments or times when I struggle to hold it together. DH got a call tonight that a childhood friend was seriously ill, he rushed off to the hospital to see him. Yes it gave me a slight feeling of dread of being left alone for the evening with two kids after an exhausting day, DS spent most of the morning in timeout, took 8 week old DD to the doctor for a rash that they couldn't diagnose, plus she's in another growth spurt so feeding every 2 hours and sometimes less. Anyways, I totally understand that he had to go, and that's fine, but this is a friend of mine as well and I would like to go see him too. However, it's up to me to find childcare, it's up to me to ensure the baby has enough bottles pumped (fair enough this can only be up to me), I just feel like sometimes they're my kids and only my kids. Don't get me wrong, he's great with them, he helps out, a lot, he cooks, he cleans, but he also goes golfing whenever he wants, goes to the store by himself when he wants, he even just got back from a "business trip" to the boss's 10,000 sq' "summer home" in AZ where again he got to go shopping by himself. I don't blame him, but I just feel like I never get a break, even when he comes home and says he's giving me a break, that means he's taking the older one and I still have the baby, or as was the case last night, I listened to him give the 3 year old timeout warnings until I got so sick of it I went down, picked him up and gave him the timeout myself. He said he was cooking and couldn't leave the stove, um I can be cooking, nursing, and still have to take time to discipline the 3 year old, because I have to, no one else will do it all for me. I just hate that I feel guilty as hell when I leave both kids with someone, even for 5 min, but no one has a problem expecting me to be with them both 24/7 and be just fine and never need a break. I just need some "me" time, I would love a bath, or 15 min to just read, or do something just for me, but no one thinks I need that. It's SO frustrating.