but I suspect I'm just jealous.
DP went out straight from work yesterday. Spent the evening drinking, dancing and talking to fellow adults. Got home at almost 4am.
I was at home with 6yr old DD and 8 month old DS. Baby is breastfeeding (he's a rough bitey feeder, not sure my nipples will survive in tact), teething and experiencing separation anxiety if I so much as attempt to go for a pee. He didn't go to sleep till 11pm. I poured myself a
at about 9pm and ended up pouring it back in the bottle when I realised I wasn't going to get the chance to relax and enjoy it.
DP fell asleep on DD's bed meaning I'm once again feeding them and dealing with their every request and need.
Would I be mean to wake him up? It's been an hour and a half.
I think I'm pissed off because he takes me for granted re: the kids. It could be much worse but he gets in a stupid flap if I leave the house for more than an hour. The only time I DO leave the house is to go to the gym or walk the dog but I feel like I'm on a timer when I do. And he does the whole martyr routine when I get back "Oh he was awful. He screamed the whole time". Boo frickin hoo.
I co-sleep with DS so DP gets a full nights sleep every night in another room.
Right now I wish I could get dressed up and go out for the night and throw my bloody phone in a ditch and leave him to it. Sigh.
I'm being a bitter old cow aren't I?