I’m not a needy woman. I lived alone for nearly twenty odd years before meeting DH and having two children. But I really get fed up with DH not telling me anything about his movements.
So today is an example. Both our children have swimming lessons; one child in one place and one in another. So we divide and conquer. I have the toddler and DH has our older child. I get home with the toddler and DH isn’t there. The minutes then hours tick by and it’s nearly toddlers nap time. I decide to make her lunch and of course the second I do DH pulls onto the drive with DS. DS comes running in very pleased with some toy he has which the toddler starts wanting to; she refuses lunch, I try to get her to nap but no chance now.
It’s just … if he’d let me know what was going on I could at least have said to leave the toy in the car or have made lunch when they both came in. But he never ever does. I’m partly just venting as now I’m stuck with a hungry and grumpy toddler all day. But … why can’t he tell me stuff?