I feel like shit - think I've come down with tonsillitis. DP's gone to the pub for an hour for a drink leaving me on my own with 7mo DD (who has thankfully stayed asleep the whole time so far as I feel weak as a kitten and am scared to attempt to carry her if necessary).
Since the start of last week, DP has so far done the following:
- Looked after me when I had a stomach bug/food poisoning last week.
- Done his Xmas shopping with bonkers 6yo DSS2 in tow (medal deserved for anyone who takes that task on) as he wasn't able to do it before school broke up due to work & arranging emergency dental appointment for DSS1,
- Dealt with DSS2 being ill (including one night when he threw up in bed at midnight due to so much coughing),
- Done all the cooking between Xmas Eve & yesterday, including Xmas Day & for a party on Boxing Day,
- Looking after his DM who's been visiting over Xmas when she became ill on Boxing Day (including her being sick due to stomach bug - luckily she managed to grab an empty gift bag which was close to hand),
- Looked after DD a few times over the past few days since I've been starting to feel rough (DD has been really attached to me & we've had issues with DP dealing with her when she cries due to him having PTSD, but both have thankfully improved a lot recently).
We're having a takeaway tonight when he gets back as he's sick of cooking (I don't blame him). I'm just feeling sorry for myself and I know IABVU - he deserves a knighthood break after the week he's had running around after everyone.