Although I'm sure I do far more than acceptable..
Anyways, Being pregnant throws off my, already not the greatest, coordination skills.
I am still feeling bothered by this so, take yesterday for example. I was, somewhat, cheerfully fixing dinner last night when I took some chicken broth out of the fridge getting ready to make some gravy. I totally knocked off the glass lid of a Pyrex dish that went crashing to the floor. Luckily those things are heavy duty and it only fell about a foot, so it didn't break. I felt rather lucky. Not 5 minutes later, I decided the gravy needed a little bit more milk, so I grabbed out the BRAND NEW gallon, shut the fridge then gracefully drop it right in the middle of the kitchen floor! Being completely full, the carton split and milk flies and pours all over my ENTIRE kitchen. The table that only days before I had so lovingly washed and oiled, my clean windows on my french doors, and so on...
Me: "$#!T!"
Which Alex totally heard from outside because the window was open.
Alex: "Is everything okay?"
Me: "No!"
nothing....
So being the amazing woman that I am, I managed to get the floor mopped and everything wiped off and finish dinner without burning it, all without the husband who ignored my "no". And he wonders why I've been grumpy with him for the past 24 hours. He just said something to me about it and was like, " you shouldn't have been doing anything, you kept dropping stuff." Ya, like dinner cooks itself, and the house cleans itself. This is our 3 child on the way, you think that he'd get it that he's supposed to be more sympathetic to me.
But whatever. I know I am totally hormonal. But still.
I already feel better, I think I'll forgive him. A nice little rant here and there is good for the soul, or maybe just my sanity. If I even have any sanity left.
6 years ago
7 comments:
I laughed real good at this one. :)
After a while, you kinda just gotta let it go and stop what you're doing. You know? Get out and sit alone in another room while you get over it. Things seem so much easier to deal with when you do that.
And yes, sometimes it's ok to swear in front of your children. And at least 'shit' is an explainable word.
boys don't get it!
seriously devon and I ALWAYS have this argument, the "you don't understand how much I have to do!" argument. ugh! they really just don't have that instinct to hear "no, everything is not alright" and come to help... what are we gonna do?
take it easy honey, you're doing amazing!
I'm a HUGE clutz so I totally know what you mean on this one!! I do crap like that all the time and Doug always acts like "what the heck were you doing!?" I respond with..."well I was trying to cook you dinner, feed the baby, fold the laundry, AND make you that cold glass of iced tea you INSIST I bring you!!"
I used to go in the room and just cry to myself. Just utterly frustrated at the monumental conundrums I put myself in! Not because I was angry at him or his ridiculous ignorance :) HA!
I understand what your going thru dearest, but I for one think Al is a smart man for staying outside when your already swearing in the kitchen... just saying.
Angie- I know this is a very serious situation, but I'm with Tay, it made me laugh. I drop things all the time when I was pregnant too. I do'nt know why you need a huge belly to drop things and have to clean it up yourself, but whatever. I hope he at least complimented your dinner. Sometimes I would cook dinner and then just go sit in my room by myself for a minute. Good luck dear. It can't last forever.
i swear.. but not in front of the kids.. and i DO kinda back your mom up.. he wasnt going NEAR that!
(smart man... but only partly!) he saw it as a lose/lose situation!
and... hormones are the worst!
I think your pretty good for only saying one swear word!...I probably would have said them all! ha!...and then called Chad a s!@*head for not helping me....after 12 years I've become that way...and I used to NEVER swear...go figure...
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