Post by aussiecrush on Feb 14, 2016 15:06:13 GMT -5
If he thinks being a passive aggressive asshole is eggshells, he's in for a rude ass awakening. It's hard to like someone who doesn't bother to show up as a spouse or parent.
I honestly think 50% of the reason I haven't more aggressively pursued children is that I am pretty sure my H and your H would be parenting soul mates. I've heard the "eggshell" comment before, in the context or him feeling put upon because I expect him to pull his weight, and nothing makes me rage like that. He's not walking on egg shells. He is walking on cement and still managing to break it because he is DOING IT WRONG.
I love this. ProfessorArtNerd, you are doing more than enough. Your DH just has his head so far up his ass that he can't see it. I'm so sorry.
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
Ugh sounds like my husband. Who I might have screamed at this afternoon because he pissed me off so bad. I highly recommend the psychotic yelling followed by crying. Very cathartic.
I dropped off some bagels for them for breakfast and grabbed some milk I had in their freezer. Somehow it turned into my mom and sister joking about me not being in control of/able to say no to Lucy.
I dropped off some bagels for them for breakfast and grabbed some milk I had in their freezer. Somehow it turned into my mom and sister joking about me not being in control of/able to say no to Lucy.
Okay so tonight blow out like a dozen eggs like you do at Easter. Then put them strategically on his path from bed to coffee then jump out & scream " Whose walking on eggshells now bitch"
Then like randomly throw eggs at him unexpectedly for a month when he sleeping
I dropped off some bagels for them for breakfast and grabbed some milk I had in their freezer. Somehow it turned into my mom and sister joking about me not being in control of/able to say no to Lucy.
This is totally generational and your sister is either faking to get in with your mom or totoally clueless. You don't take a child who has been steugglog through a HUGE transition and strong-arm her into submission. You love her and give her healthy boundaries and lots of grace. You're doing perfectly and they are missing it. You don't bootstraps a kid
I dropped off some bagels for them for breakfast and grabbed some milk I had in their freezer. Somehow it turned into my mom and sister joking about me not being in control of/able to say no to Lucy.
No. You brought them the gift of delectable chewy carbs & they made fun of YOU?? If someone gives you CARBS you kiss their ass!!
You know what's interesting about people from the outside looking in and commenting/criticizing? They're just that. On the outside, looking in, with no real idea of anything that goes on.
You know what's interesting about people from the outside looking in and commenting/criticizing? They're just that. On the outside, looking in, with no real idea of anything that goes on.
You know what's interesting about people from the outside looking in and commenting/criticizing? They're just that. On the outside, looking in, with no real idea of anything that goes on.
My mom and sister? Or all of us here?
Because I am seriously starting to wonder what they all would say about me. Because I'm feeling so beat down and tired and it must be my fault or something.
I'm so sorry ProfessorArtNerd, I know exactly how you're feeling. My H has used that exact same phrase with me, and I want to do him serious harm...
Today's argument was brought to you by him thinking that it's perfectly okay to leave a bottle-refusing EBF baby with MIL for six hours because "he'll drink a bottle if he gets hungry enough..."
(this is where I point out that the baby does not know MIL, as we live in another town. I am traveling to see DD compete in a provincial competition and to see DS1, who lives with XH. This is DS1's first time meeting his baby brother, and my first priority is spending time with my THREE kids all together. I already promised MIL that I would visit with the baby so she could see him, but this is apparently not good enough. I am supposed to leave DS2 to cry for hours because he "deserves to know his grandmother")
WTF?
Sorry - short version: my DH walks on eggshells around me too because I get upset when he tells me things like above (read: how I should spend my one weekend with DS1 since last summer)