Hello,
Yesterday, our 1 year old daughter took quite a nasty turn - had a rash that was spreading, seemed very poorly so 111 sent us to our local A and E.
Fortunately (in the sense I was fearing worse) it turns out she has strep throat and has been given antibiotics and we were allowed home. She did perk up a bit after.
It was a long day though, A and E was very busy, we also have a 4 year old son and I am absolutely the main care giver. Partner works a fairly typical Monday-Friday job with occasional Saturdays and gets home around half 5. he is one of those though that is always popping here there and bloody everywhere, doing 'errands'. Has a friend who lives nearby that he is always meeting up with.
Anyway - we were invited to a party last night for his brother in law. I didn't go because of our 1 year old being poorly and wasn't in the party mood by the time I got home - not until gone 7 which was when the party actually started.
Partner asked if I minded if he still went - I said no, daughter doesn't need us both here but can you bear in mind I have had a lot on my plate recently, have been with the children by myself all the time in recent months, I feel like you're hardly ever around and it's easter sunday tomorrow - our 4 year old is going to need to be taken out still (our original plans involved the whole family but with our youngest being poorly now it would just be taking our 4 year old ) . He was also out friday night although admittedly not drinking. But still.
Well, he got in at 5 am absolutely trollied. The house absolutely stinks of booze, there is mud all over the carpets and a half eaten kebab box on the sofa. Some might find this quite amusing but i just find it quite revolting in our 30s with two young children living in this home.
I know he is going to be good for nothing today now - I just feel very disappointed in him. Another day spent by myself with the kids, trying to entertain the 4 year old whilst looking after the poorly one. Getting quite sick of it, I was honest with him yesterday and said I'd actually cried at the hospital as I felt so overwhelmed atm with a stressful job and also doing everything with the children all the time.
It's not that he went out - it's the fact he has absolutely ragged the arse out of it. Why did he have to get that drunk, knowing I already felt stressed after a day spent at the hospital with a poorly one year old, leaving me again today to do everything.
I know there will be just wake him up but it's pointless - he didn't get in until 3 hours ago, he won't get up any time soon, he'd sleep through a natural disaster after being that pissed only a couple hours ago.