I'm so angry this morning
DP was invited to his friend's birthday night out last night. I didn't object at all but told him if he was going to get really drunk I'd stay at my mum's, as Ethan and I were going to my mum's for dinner last night anyway. He promised he wouldn't, he'd only have a few drinks, he'd get up early this morning and he wouldn't spoil my first mother's day.
3am and I hear DP trying to get his keys in the front door, unsuccessfully. There then follows three swift boots to the door as he tries to kick it in. I quickly realised what he was doing and jumped out of bed and opened the door. Drunken stumbling through the door "what the f* are you doing, trying to kick the door in?" ... DP: "I didn't!".
For the following hour and a half there was plenty of drunken stumbling up and down our hall, vomitting (I think all in the bathroom, thankfully), turning the light on in our bedroom where Ethan & I were trying to sleep, looking for something in his wardrobe and he leaned on the door the wrong way so the wardrobe door is broken off it's hinges and standing loose. Had to jump out of bed to catch that as well. He eventually got into bed at 4:30 and Ethan woke for a feed at 5am. Was up with Ethan around 45 mins then he slept & was up for another feed around 7:30.
I'm so angry. This is entirely unacceptable behaviour on any day, coming home in that state when we now have a child in the house, never mind on my first Mother's Day.
Fucking arsehole!
(pardon my language) x