Gosh, was a busy day yesterday. Avo - that woman sounds AWFUL! I can't believe someone would react like that - it actually made me laugh outloud, your comment - v funny! And I totally understand your reasoning.
I finally had a go at DH last night when DD still wasn't asleep at 9.30pm, despite having been put down to sleep, knackered at 7. When she was crying, he kept going in and playing with her, rather than just lying her back down and leaving again. So now, she clearly thinks that if she's not asleep and making a noise, it's great fun, so better not to go to sleep. He does this the WHOLE time and she's gone from being brilliant at going to sleep to being awake for hours. I was trying to be reasonable with him and point out that actually bedtime should be calm and I've been guilty of doing the same as him, but she needs more than 9 hours sleep a night as she always gets up at 7, whatever time she goes to sleep. And he was furious with me. Silly arse. I think he understood in the end.
But then he turned round and told me that when he's playing with DD at weekends, he finds it really annoying when I join in as it's his time with her. Now, am I being over-sensitive to think that's quite cruel? I am a big believer in parenting together, but he seems incapable. PLUS I'd have a bit more sympathy with him if, when I went away for the weekend, which I've done once and am doing again in a couple of weeks, he didn't go straight to his parents' house and palm DD off on his mother while he plays tennis or golf with his dad. Doesn't really ring true then, his chat with me. I am probably being over-sensitive, but it pissed me off.
We had a lovely BBQ yesterday, although was quite knackered before it started because DH decided he wanted to make a yoghurt dressing, so I took DD to the local shop in her trike to get some yoghurt. It was off, unfortunately, so he had a huff and I went to get some more yoghurt, but from Sainsburys. I don't know why I pander to his moods. Honestly. Then he wanted some of the avacado I was putting into the salad and so I left him a mouthful in the bottom of the avacado and he was furious because there wasn't enough. I mean, seriously. So I called him a spoilt brat. You can guess how well that went down! HAHAHAH! I'm still glad I said it. Well done me! Silly tit.
Anyway, he was trying to get me to be friendly this morning to him, but I am not going to be. He's hurt me quite a lot with his chat about me being annoying. He's gone to work now, so am getting on with everything!
I'm afraid, in this heat, I really can't picture myself going to Wetlands Centre with my big belly - all I can do to drag myself to the shops! I'm so sorry.
Lady - if you're at a loss of what to do, you're MORE than welcome to pop down here for a cup of tea or some lunch and a natter - and I've got the paddling pool up in the postage stamp garden if you want to pop DD in it?
Sorry for me me me rant. Big apologies. I always whine about DH on here. He is a lovely guy really, just acts like a twat at times. Most men do, I guess.