DP is a nice guy, he is kind, funny and tries to do the right thing. The problem is for a grown man, he has absolutely downright NO idea what to do. Honestly I sometimes wonder how he reached the age he has with incredible lack of motivation/nouse/idontknowwhattocallit.
To sum up, since Wed last week I've been unwell, just a standard scratchy throat, sniffles. I'm a sahm for our 9 month old DS, DP works FT and as part of this I admit, I do the bulk of the house work, (all) the cooking and obviously the majority of childcare. This is fine, it works well for us and he does keep an eye on DS as soon as he gets back from work whilst I do dinner etc , takes turns with bath time and generally does do his bit with our son...
Naturally this week the house isn't looking GREAT, I've been a bit lazy due to feeling a bit under the weather.
Anyway, on Friday, the 'cold' ramped up to full on fever, chills, aches, swollen eyes. I've not felt this ill in a long time. I had to take DS to the Drs that day as I noticed white patches in his mouth- turns out he has oral thrush. Pick up the medicine, by the time I walk home I feel atrocious. DP, to his credit was very sympathetic, brought me some medicine and let me rest whilst he entertained DS .
All in all, he was great. I was pretty much out of it for the weekend. DS is BF so as usual I still did all the night feeds (DP hasn't done ONE night waking since DS was born) but DP did get up extra early (half 6ish) and took DS downstairs so I could rest/ take meds that I couldn't take with DS still around (DS co-sleeps so avoided drowsy pain meds etc...) I ventured out of bed every so often and was ushered back up to rest, which I was very grateful for at the time.
I am feeling a little better today and went down this morning after DP went to work and the place is trashed. I mean, it is disgusting. Food out all over the place, cat litter stinking and over flowing. Half done laundry is EVERYWHERE and all dummy sterilizer stuff I left out to clean anything that DS had in his mouth (to help clear the thrush) hasn't been touched- so despite me still administering DS' medicine all weekend it's not clearing up- now I know why.
Arrrgghhhh! I feel so conflicted as I KNOW DP was trying to help me feel better and was very attentive in making sure I had drinks/medicine and I know weekends are usually his downtime too but REALLY?! I just feel like the existing unkemptness was an invitation to just trash the place. I know he watched DS for a whole weekend but it astounds me that he didn't even try to put away food from the fridge, or ensure that DS had a clean dummy/ toy.
It feels like he thinks the housework fairy dies this shit. So here I am, still I'll, DS now has a raging temp and the house is in need of a deep clean.
I will be having words with him when he gets home but I just WISH I didn't have to. I know him and I know it will be that he just didn't THINK. It makes me worry about him ever looking after DS unsupervised which is really something I never thought I would have to worry about!
Arrgggg