Update
I am still alive and not taken to a concentration camp...ha ha. Nothing to laugh about it now. Anyway, it finally hit hard. Doing the supermom thing. It can't be done if I forget to take care of myself too. No one else can do it for me. I just hate it when I get sick, my family doesn't have any idea on what to do around the house.
Kitchen has piled of dirty stuff. Kids can't seem to understand that mommy is sick and my movement is limited. When I am up, then ask me for something they wanted, don't wait until I finally can't stand up and just lay down in bed again. Very annoying, I feel like a single mother here.
I had to force myself to stay seated and teach my kids, yes the whole time I have a fever, chill, headache, and sore throat. Tell me that is not a supermom job? Asking someone to load the stupid dishwasher is such a pain. Why does this thing keep on falling, why don't they stay still? I have to pull myself out of bed just to show how to load the stupid thing. Most of them can live in a pig pen. Trail and trails of a mess. It would be nice if DH brings home some ready to eat take out without asking me if I wanted him to get some. What! Offer to pick up milk or juice on his way home because his wife is very sick and still taking care of everything in the house.
I should probably better by now if he at least tried helping without complaining and whining to wish me better. Yea, that is tender loving care I got. What the heck! He is getting worst every year. I can go on and on and on but what is the point. I least now, even if he reads this, it's true. He can think for himself but not for the whole family when I am sick. Annoying! very. I feel a little better letting it out....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggh, now that's better.
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