The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
What's that, motherfucker?
He never said that again.
Holy f'ing shit! He actually said that to you? *hulk smash*
Mind you, my H has said his fair share of rage worthy bs....I'm pretty sure at some point he made a similar comment....my sleep deprived brain has chosen to block it out at this point....
It's a miracle there aren't more spouse murders during colic. I remember those days too well, H was the same, he was so convinced that the baby would stop screaming if I shoved a boob in its mouth, so why didn't I ever want to try? You know, for the 100th feeding of the fucking day.
I'm sorry. Hang in there. Kick him hard tonight in his sleep. (((Hugs)))
The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
What's that, motherfucker?
He never said that again.
Do we have the same H? "But I just really need sleep, not everyone is affected the same way!".
The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
What's that, motherfucker?
He never said that again.
Lol, omg.
Only my own exhaustion would have stopped me from killing him for that statement.
Just reading that made me well up with anger for you. This was the same scenario in our house a few months ago. Anytime C fussed while with H, he would bring her to me and tell me that she needed to nurse. I would tell him she just ate, then he would immediately get huffy and say, "Well, she is CLEARLY hungry!" Ugh. I feel you. Sorry you have to suffocate him with a pillow tonight while he sleeps soundly.
Post by DarcyLongfellow on Aug 2, 2016 23:30:26 GMT -5
Oh, man. I'm SO sorry.
I could have written the same post when DD1 was a newborn.
I have a vivid memory of standing at the changing table in our bedroom in the middle of the night, changing DD1 when she was screaming absolute bloody murder. DH was sleeping away peacefully (or pretending to sleep) maybe 8 feet away. I had an overwhelming urge to throw shit at him.
He used to do the same thing -- run in to me in a panic as I was trying to take a shower (which was my only break for the damn day) because "she won't stop screaming! I think she's hungry -- you HAVE TO FEED HER."
I have no advice because the newborn stage sucks and can only be endured. I'll only say that DH was a million times better when we had DD2 because he finally got it. So if you somehow avoid husband-cide, then lose your mind and decide to have another some day, there's hope?
I could have written the same post when DD1 was a newborn.
I have a vivid memory of standing at the changing table in our bedroom in the middle of the night, changing DD1 when she was screaming absolute bloody murder. DH was sleeping away peacefully (or pretending to sleep) maybe 8 feet away. I had an overwhelming urge to throw shit at him.
He used to do the same thing -- run in to me in a panic as I was trying to take a shower (which was my only break for the damn day) because "she won't stop screaming! I think she's hungry -- you HAVE TO FEED HER."
I have no advice because the newborn stage sucks and can only be endured. I'll only say that DH was a million times better when we had DD2 because he finally got it. So if you somehow avoid husband-cide, then lose your mind and decide to have another some day, there's hope?
This is my second. Lolol It has been a long time in between kids though so maybe he needs some reminding.
H told his friends tonight, " I'm not really the disciplinarian." Wtf mother fucker?! No- you don't get to just be the fun guy.
Yea, my H was doing something similar to this too. DD is only 2, mind you, so it's not like there's so much to discipline, but you know how it is - you do have to prevent them from getting into things that might hurt them or say no to something once in a while. And here comes H as the 'fun parent' after I just said no to something because I'm trying to get her ready because we have to be out the door to be somewhere by a certain time - so when I say no again and yell to stop riling her up I hear him say 'mommy is mean'. No, jerkwad - I'm not being mean, I'm trying to get us out the door because we have to fucking be somewhere.
Actually the worst is when I ask him to dress DD because I need to go upstairs and dress myself/pee/fix hair/etc and get our stuff ready for wherever it is that we're going - I come downstairs only to find that DD is running around still not dressed. You had one job. ONE JOB!!!!!
And it doesn't even matter if I leave clothes out for her either - it's the same shit every time.
H told his friends tonight, " I'm not really the disciplinarian." Wtf mother fucker?! No- you don't get to just be the fun guy.
Yea, my H was doing something similar to this too. DD is only 2, mind you, so it's not like there's so much to discipline, but you know how it is - you do have to prevent them from getting into things that might hurt them or say no to something once in a while. And here comes H as the 'fun parent' after I just said no to something because I'm trying to get her ready because we have to be out the door to be somewhere by a certain time - so when I say no again and yell to stop riling her up I hear him say 'mommy is mean'. No, jerkwad - I'm not being mean, I'm trying to get us out the door because we have to fucking be somewhere.
H told his friends tonight, " I'm not really the disciplinarian." Wtf mother fucker?! No- you don't get to just be the fun guy.
Yea, my H was doing something similar to this too. DD is only 2, mind you, so it's not like there's so much to discipline, but you know how it is - you do have to prevent them from getting into things that might hurt them or say no to something once in a while. And here comes H as the 'fun parent' after I just said no to something because I'm trying to get her ready because we have to be out the door to be somewhere by a certain time - so when I say no again and yell to stop riling her up I hear him say 'mommy is mean'. No, jerkwad - I'm not being mean, I'm trying to get us out the door because we have to fucking be somewhere.
Why do men do this shit?
This would really really bother me. I am not comfortable with my H saying mommy is mean to our son even in a joking manner. I'm sorry.
Yea, my H was doing something similar to this too. DD is only 2, mind you, so it's not like there's so much to discipline, but you know how it is - you do have to prevent them from getting into things that might hurt them or say no to something once in a while. And here comes H as the 'fun parent' after I just said no to something because I'm trying to get her ready because we have to be out the door to be somewhere by a certain time - so when I say no again and yell to stop riling her up I hear him say 'mommy is mean'. No, jerkwad - I'm not being mean, I'm trying to get us out the door because we have to fucking be somewhere.
Why do men do this shit?
This would really really bother me. I am not comfortable with my H saying mommy is mean to our son even in a joking manner. I'm sorry.
Yea, we had a little chat about that - in private, of course, because it had gotten to the point where DD would always run to daddy and push me out of the way plus some other behaviors. I really feel it was a direct result of him saying those words in front of her. He hasn't said it since so it's gotten better, but at one point I was starting to feel like my own kid didn't like me. I'm not mean, but can't just let it be a complete free for all here 24/7 either.
I should add that he's stepped up with saying no and 'disciplining' if you want to call it that. DD needs to know that we are both 'fun', but also can't always let her do whatever either.
He's still alive at this point? I'm assuming you've gotten rid of the body because I'm not a mom, but hellllll no. I got angry for you just reading it. I can't imagine your frustration, then you think he's apologizing and was just fishing for an apology from you? HA. Enjoy the life insurance money!!
I could have written the same post when DD1 was a newborn.
I have a vivid memory of standing at the changing table in our bedroom in the middle of the night, changing DD1 when she was screaming absolute bloody murder. DH was sleeping away peacefully (or pretending to sleep) maybe 8 feet away. I had an overwhelming urge to throw shit at him.
He used to do the same thing -- run in to me in a panic as I was trying to take a shower (which was my only break for the damn day) because "she won't stop screaming! I think she's hungry -- you HAVE TO FEED HER."
I have no advice because the newborn stage sucks and can only be endured. I'll only say that DH was a million times better when we had DD2 because he finally got it. So if you somehow avoid husband-cide, then lose your mind and decide to have another some day, there's hope?
This is my second. Lolol It has been a long time in between kids though so maybe he needs some reminding.
The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
I'm sorry, that's lousy. Have you tried a windi? It was a miracle savior for C.
Yeah. It doesn't work for her. We just tried again, nothing happened, I diapered her and she got gassy and uncomfortable like 4 min later. :/
I meant to comment on your FB post last night -
The only thing that worked for K was using two fingers to massage little tiny circles over her abdomen with massage oil, moving in the direction of the intestines. We tried drops and everything else I was aware of in the known world for baby gas, and only this, in tandem with bicycling her legs, seemed to be the only thing that really helped move the gas out of her tummy. There were a few weeks I swear I was having to do this 50% of her waking hours, but it did help.
The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
What's that, motherfucker?
He never said that again.
Lol, omg.
Only my own exhaustion would have stopped me from killing him for that statement.
It would have just been one more mess I had to clean up, one more thing I needed to do, and I really just couldn't be bothered :-)
The woman who managed NOT to kill her husband who told her when the baby was about three months old how tired he was and how "It's different for you. You don't NEED sleep like I do."
What's that, motherfucker?
He never said that again.
How is he not dead again?
I had already just mopped the floor, I didn't want to have to do it again so quickly.
I remember with LeoI wore him in a sling from 5-8 PM every night. Which means I cooked and ate with him right there sometimes with the boob whipped out.
One night my back hurt so bad I asked H if he would wear the sling for dinner. He looked at me all exasperated "But....but how will I eat."