BabyBrain
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So...our last holiday before baby comes and I was really looking forward to it. We are away at York with the sister in law and her hubby.
Saturday was fine when we arrived and we had a chilled out Sunday after the travelling and getting rid of everyday stress. I went to bed early cos I was shattered......and then laid there listening to the 3 of them discuss me and the baby (the walls are paper thin). Apparently my OH's life isn't changing at all when the baby comes, he's still going fishing every night and going out with his mates (he'll go out and spend 50 quid down the pub then come home and have a go at me cos we have no money). After generally discussing how I can't even look after myself let alone a baby (says the bloke who still lives with his dad at the age of 39) he announced to his sister that it's a good job my due date is in the closed season for fishing cos otherwise he'd have to decide between going fishing or being at the birth I've had little sleep cos they are all drinking and he's snoring his head off.
Monday and Tuesday I have spent pretty much on my own the whole day and evening as they all go fishing, last night I said that I would like to go out today just the two of us......so we are going out with his sister and BIL somewhere .
So basically I am going to be a recluse for the next 18 years and will probably do everything wrong anyway .
It takes 15 muscles to smile.....13 muscles to frown.....and only 5 to pull back your fist and punch someone in the gob. He'd better hope I have more energy before the end of today.
Rant over, thanks for listening xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Saturday was fine when we arrived and we had a chilled out Sunday after the travelling and getting rid of everyday stress. I went to bed early cos I was shattered......and then laid there listening to the 3 of them discuss me and the baby (the walls are paper thin). Apparently my OH's life isn't changing at all when the baby comes, he's still going fishing every night and going out with his mates (he'll go out and spend 50 quid down the pub then come home and have a go at me cos we have no money). After generally discussing how I can't even look after myself let alone a baby (says the bloke who still lives with his dad at the age of 39) he announced to his sister that it's a good job my due date is in the closed season for fishing cos otherwise he'd have to decide between going fishing or being at the birth I've had little sleep cos they are all drinking and he's snoring his head off.
Monday and Tuesday I have spent pretty much on my own the whole day and evening as they all go fishing, last night I said that I would like to go out today just the two of us......so we are going out with his sister and BIL somewhere .
So basically I am going to be a recluse for the next 18 years and will probably do everything wrong anyway .
It takes 15 muscles to smile.....13 muscles to frown.....and only 5 to pull back your fist and punch someone in the gob. He'd better hope I have more energy before the end of today.
Rant over, thanks for listening xxxxxxxxxxxxx