Ok, todays the day that i have started to lose it. Calum has done nothing but cry or should i say scream since 3am this morning and this has finished me off. There had been no way of consoling him, i'd tried everything and again i was doing this all on my own both Paul and his father stayed in bed while i tried for hours to settle him, when the worst thing i could do was shout at Calum and just tell him to shut up, god i feel so bad and am actually crying while i'm writing this.
I am so tired and feed up with putting on a smile on my face when all i want to do is have time to sort things out. Paul really doesnt give me any help and if i'm lucky he will do a 6pm feed any later and his in bed, and he certainly hasnt done any night feeds. I have my father in law over from spain for 3 weeks and its a bloody nightmare having to sort out food etc every night. I'm also angry when it come to the evenings and feed time for calum i have told my FIL over and over again that after 7pm it quiet time so no loud talking in front of calum if his in the lougue being fed, no interaction etc etc as its getting ready for sleep time, and every night he pokes calum and in a loud voice says "Hello Calum, how you doing , you having your food Calum" and pulls on his arm and every night i ask him not to. Ok so maybe i should take him to the bedroom or something by why the bloody hell cant he get it into his head . FIL also siys up till 2/3am so if i have to do a night feed as well all the lights are on and is lit up like a soding football pitch! and again i'm asked for the lights to be dim. I got so fed up the other night that i feed Calum in the nursery but then Paul was moaning that Calum was eating from his bottle to loud I cant win!!
The house is a bloody mess and piles are building up everywhere and Paul asks me what i've been doing all day. I have also received a bill from social services for £11,000, that they are wanting for my uncles nursing home bill because they cant be arsed to sort his house out for him to go home and they never even told us to expect this so i am fuming and trying to sort it out with a social worker that is a pain in the butt.
I'm also fed up to go out with Calum anymore because i fed up of people saying about him being a newborn and when i say his 3 months i get alsorts of comments one being "You should feed him more" and walked off! and HV's are crap.
Now i'm fuming i have just gone downstairs to find that FIL has Calum in his arms when he should be bloody sleeping, why why why god i'm so mad and Paul has now just put his head round the door asking why i'm crying, told him because i'm tried, nobodys listening to me and i'm fed up with doing everything. So far tonight i've done tea, cleared up, had a bath, sterlised bottle, washed up, fed cats, put bins out, etc etc and i'm knackered and they've sat on their arse
FIL has now gone to the loo so its going to bloody stink and his gona spray sodding lou lou spray aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I am so tired and feed up with putting on a smile on my face when all i want to do is have time to sort things out. Paul really doesnt give me any help and if i'm lucky he will do a 6pm feed any later and his in bed, and he certainly hasnt done any night feeds. I have my father in law over from spain for 3 weeks and its a bloody nightmare having to sort out food etc every night. I'm also angry when it come to the evenings and feed time for calum i have told my FIL over and over again that after 7pm it quiet time so no loud talking in front of calum if his in the lougue being fed, no interaction etc etc as its getting ready for sleep time, and every night he pokes calum and in a loud voice says "Hello Calum, how you doing , you having your food Calum" and pulls on his arm and every night i ask him not to. Ok so maybe i should take him to the bedroom or something by why the bloody hell cant he get it into his head . FIL also siys up till 2/3am so if i have to do a night feed as well all the lights are on and is lit up like a soding football pitch! and again i'm asked for the lights to be dim. I got so fed up the other night that i feed Calum in the nursery but then Paul was moaning that Calum was eating from his bottle to loud I cant win!!
The house is a bloody mess and piles are building up everywhere and Paul asks me what i've been doing all day. I have also received a bill from social services for £11,000, that they are wanting for my uncles nursing home bill because they cant be arsed to sort his house out for him to go home and they never even told us to expect this so i am fuming and trying to sort it out with a social worker that is a pain in the butt.
I'm also fed up to go out with Calum anymore because i fed up of people saying about him being a newborn and when i say his 3 months i get alsorts of comments one being "You should feed him more" and walked off! and HV's are crap.
Now i'm fuming i have just gone downstairs to find that FIL has Calum in his arms when he should be bloody sleeping, why why why god i'm so mad and Paul has now just put his head round the door asking why i'm crying, told him because i'm tried, nobodys listening to me and i'm fed up with doing everything. So far tonight i've done tea, cleared up, had a bath, sterlised bottle, washed up, fed cats, put bins out, etc etc and i'm knackered and they've sat on their arse
FIL has now gone to the loo so its going to bloody stink and his gona spray sodding lou lou spray aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh