I rarely ever go out while the kids are still awake, but last night I met some friends to see Magic Mike. H has made sure to tell me all morning how both kids were asking for me all night and what an emotional roller coaster they were on. He gave me detail about how dd was crying for me and didn't want to go to bed without me. I mean, could he not just handle it and not harp on it today?
He doesn't ever begrudge me going out and I don't go to girls nights often at all, like MAYBE once a quarter. I just wish he would stfu about it.
My H does this too. He even encourages me to go out shopping or whatever, for some me time, and then when I get home he's all "Oh, they are fine now. Elizabeth screamed your name at the door for 20 minutes, and then cried herself to sleep because she wouldn't let me rock her, but they're asleep now, so it's all good."
And then I get mom-guilt. I wish he'd just lie and say "everything's great! Have some ice cream!"
Oh, I will still go out. I've actually been struggling with what to do about dd. She's crazy attached to me right now. She's supposed to start preschool next month and every day she tells us she doesn't want to go. I just don't know how she will manage to not be with me for 5 hours twice a week.
I finally just asked H if I just shouldn't go out anymore since it was obviously so hard on all of them. He stopped after that, but he was also leaving for work.