Remember Billy Mays, the crazy and ever-so-enthusiastic infomercial dude? I’m talking about him and his beloved over HERE, stop by and say Hey!
Turkey weekend was nice. I had one full day of NO nausea; it was bliss. What did I do with that time you wonder? How about clean my fucking house? Yes. That’s what I did.
I’ve been pretty well incapacitated all week, just lie on the couch feeling sorry for myself while a toddler and a husband had free reign of the entire place and did as they felt. Nothing cleaned, nothing put away, Nothing. Done. Now, I can’t pin that all on The Kid, because, well. He’s TWO.
But the other one?
Yeah, nearly Thirty. 3-0. Didn’t lift a damn finger.
So what did I do? Cry.
I poured on the guilt so damn bad. All while crying. It’s the hormones.
I’m such a bitch.
His response? I’ve been working really late this week.
Which, to his defense is very true. He most certainly has been working A LOT of hours. As I have been working, and picking up Carter from daycare, entertaining him (Ha!), cooking dinner, bathing and putting him to bed all the while feeling like I am on the verge of barfing all over him.
But! He working so late doesn’t debilitate you. After hours of work you should be able to put a cup IN the dishwasher as apposed to on the counter ON TOP of the dishwasher. Why? Dammit, WHY?!
I will never understand how the male brain functions. Never.
But God Love Him. He did all the laundry and cleaned all the bathrooms after my little breakdown. He just needed a little push is all.
Or the threat of bodily harm is what did it.
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Boys are so dumb. One day us women will figure out a way to make THEM pregnant and then we’ll see how they like it. Bastards.
I’d love to impregnate Mike and make him live with this. LOVE it!
Ah yes….the lovely third trimester.
Have you tried these?
My friend Leslie claims they work. May be worth a shot!
I can sooo relate. But, Mike totally came through on Saturday.
Have you tried “Preggy Pop Drops”? You can get them at Once Upon a Child. I sware – they are getting me through the nausea.
A friend of mine just reminded me about them the other day. I just haven’t gotten there yet. I NEED them. LOL
Hey! I had a similar breakdown recently -and I’m not even pregnant!
Oh I hear ya. I have cleaning and helping breakdowns regularly… this one just gained more sympathy I guess. Ha!
I’m still trying to figure out why a grown man will put his dirty clothes on the floor beside the hamper. I think it is too taxing for him to lift the lid.
hilarious, but only because my husband is the same. Open a wrapper, leave it there and when I point it out he would, at times, exclaim “oh, but I worked 12 hours a day.” Ahh, but you didn’t need help opening the wrapper, now did you?
I remember feeling the same way. Men just have no idea how early pregnancy is so debilitating. Milk it for all it’s worth.
Happy Thanksgiving??? LOL
Men often need a little reminding, their brains do work in mysterious ways.
Jenn
I never understood why Scout would leave dishes in the sink and not in the damn dishwasher… then his mom came to visit and apparently it’s genetic.
LOL A little crying never hurts….great trick when you want them to do something.
That dishwasher thing…men have an aversion to it. It burns them a little.
I’m a little behind with my move across our entire province…so CONGRATS!!!! Soooo happy for you!! Hang in there…
My first ex…would pout until she got her point across..the second ex..would throw things(fiery redhead)..whizzzz… was that a coffe cup dear… I once put regular dish soap in the dishwasher..with no. 2….anyone for a bubble bath on the kitchen floor…
Ok, this is two blogs in a row complaining about men not helping around the house. I sense there’s a movement underfoot
Hope you feel better soon!
If I lived near ya, I’d shove my foot up his butt just for you.
I’ve a thing for nauseous chicks in need.
Feel better soon.
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