Alfiesmummy
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Im really sorry to have a winge i just need to get this out, Alfies not very well at the minute and if its not one thing its another i.e teething, sickness and diarreah (sp) but tbh i dont mind as it all comes with the territory all i ask is for a bit of help off ian and its like trying to squeeze blood out of a stone.
Hes been away for 2 weeks and those 2 weeks have been quite hard going, he got back on sunday and he was complaining of a toothache. He had the tooth out on monday and still is complaining of it, Iv also been ill myself but as a mum cant afford to be ill. So iv trudged on dragging my ass out of bed and crawling backin of a night whilst ian mopes about holding his mouth wingeing his tooth hurts.
Yesterday for example Alfie had chronic diarreah (sp) and it was going everywhere, he was crying his eyes out so i had hold of him whilst lovbely poo dribbpled down me and was trying to make my way past the piles of ians washing hed dumped in the hall from being away that im trying to get through (along with baby clothes covered in poo and my own.) i had my hair wrapped in a towel and was wrapped in one myself after just getting out the shower and was in the process of doing some ironing when it struck, i shouted to ian for some help ... no reply (he was upstairs getting ready ... so he said) anyways after sortuing alfie out and cleaning myself up managing to get dressed alfie had yet another bout iof diarreah and all i hear is an almighty cheer and ian shout "GET IN" hes only playing on his chuffin playstation i was livid ... his response to that was (when i blew a gasget) he needs time to unwind etc etc hes been working away for 2 weeks. to my reply being (shouted admittedly) that i dont exactly sit on my backside doing nothing im trying to get things done and i have a poorly little boy im not asking for him to do everything im asking for help for him to take some of the load off of me etc etc, for him to say yes he understands. However im still miffed about an hour later because im still trying to do things and he keeps dissapearing to play fooking playstation. I swear to god im going to rip the god dam cord out if he carries on.
Anyways alfies up during night sick poorly etc who gets up every time ME yep thats right me.
Ian got up at 6 with alfie admittedly yet after hearing ian clatter about in the kitchen and alfie crying in the front room i got up ... for ian to say oh if your up can i check my emails. Yes fine whatever. Im trying to entertain alfie feed him his breakfast and keep him hydrated as he isnt allowed milk which is a problem as hes not particularly happy about that. So ian that tottles back to bed saying his tooth hurts again and im left trying to settle a very tired mardy alfie who was screaming for well over an hour ... which would be ok if ian hadnt completely ignored us and im at my wits end what to do about my little boy. so after an hour i managed to settle alfie but ians still fast asleep and now i just cant get motivated i mean wtf should i? the house will be filthy within 10 minutes of ian getting up, hell stomp about like a bear with a thorn in his paw and iv just had enough i coiuld scream and shout till im blue all hed say is hes not well and im not willing to shout in front of alfie.
Im due to have my cut today ... what is the point? whats the point me going to get pampered when i doubt ian will even cope, im getting no help and i seriously just want to cry!
Im so sorry for my rant and moan and long thread I know its nothing but i feel these walls closing in on me and i want to scream. I love being a mum i adore my little man and ian but am i being unreasonable asking for help?
Hes been away for 2 weeks and those 2 weeks have been quite hard going, he got back on sunday and he was complaining of a toothache. He had the tooth out on monday and still is complaining of it, Iv also been ill myself but as a mum cant afford to be ill. So iv trudged on dragging my ass out of bed and crawling backin of a night whilst ian mopes about holding his mouth wingeing his tooth hurts.
Yesterday for example Alfie had chronic diarreah (sp) and it was going everywhere, he was crying his eyes out so i had hold of him whilst lovbely poo dribbpled down me and was trying to make my way past the piles of ians washing hed dumped in the hall from being away that im trying to get through (along with baby clothes covered in poo and my own.) i had my hair wrapped in a towel and was wrapped in one myself after just getting out the shower and was in the process of doing some ironing when it struck, i shouted to ian for some help ... no reply (he was upstairs getting ready ... so he said) anyways after sortuing alfie out and cleaning myself up managing to get dressed alfie had yet another bout iof diarreah and all i hear is an almighty cheer and ian shout "GET IN" hes only playing on his chuffin playstation i was livid ... his response to that was (when i blew a gasget) he needs time to unwind etc etc hes been working away for 2 weeks. to my reply being (shouted admittedly) that i dont exactly sit on my backside doing nothing im trying to get things done and i have a poorly little boy im not asking for him to do everything im asking for help for him to take some of the load off of me etc etc, for him to say yes he understands. However im still miffed about an hour later because im still trying to do things and he keeps dissapearing to play fooking playstation. I swear to god im going to rip the god dam cord out if he carries on.
Anyways alfies up during night sick poorly etc who gets up every time ME yep thats right me.
Ian got up at 6 with alfie admittedly yet after hearing ian clatter about in the kitchen and alfie crying in the front room i got up ... for ian to say oh if your up can i check my emails. Yes fine whatever. Im trying to entertain alfie feed him his breakfast and keep him hydrated as he isnt allowed milk which is a problem as hes not particularly happy about that. So ian that tottles back to bed saying his tooth hurts again and im left trying to settle a very tired mardy alfie who was screaming for well over an hour ... which would be ok if ian hadnt completely ignored us and im at my wits end what to do about my little boy. so after an hour i managed to settle alfie but ians still fast asleep and now i just cant get motivated i mean wtf should i? the house will be filthy within 10 minutes of ian getting up, hell stomp about like a bear with a thorn in his paw and iv just had enough i coiuld scream and shout till im blue all hed say is hes not well and im not willing to shout in front of alfie.
Im due to have my cut today ... what is the point? whats the point me going to get pampered when i doubt ian will even cope, im getting no help and i seriously just want to cry!
Im so sorry for my rant and moan and long thread I know its nothing but i feel these walls closing in on me and i want to scream. I love being a mum i adore my little man and ian but am i being unreasonable asking for help?