Single Parent

Sometimes I feel like a single parent. And it's a disgusting feeling.

My husband works all day and comes home and sleeps until the kids need to be put to bed. Aside from when he takes over the cooking for dinner, most of his interaction with the children and I are through snoring.

I really have no sympathy for him at all. Parenting is your FIRST job. I don't care if you are tired, sick, hurt or just plain lazy.. we are in this job together and he needs to step up to the fucking plate.

Oh, and I'm sure being away from his 'responsibilities' as a parent for 6 months will be a damn treat for him.

The most I have ever seen him play with his kids in the last few months, is laying on the floor letting them jump on him, and chasing them in a hallway for 2 minutes.

When do I get to sleep on the couch? When do I get a sick day? When do I get a 'lunch break'? When do I get to fucking get away for the day and do something else?

I have no sympathy or fucking patients for this kind of thing. I watch the kids all day, afternoon and when he comes home.. I watch them when he sleeps. He puts them to bed, and then he is done for the day.

Welcome to fatherhood Michael... wake the fuck up, and take some damn responsibility for your damn kids. I don't get a break, so you shouldn't either.

I walk around with beta blockers running through my veins and I am dizzy and have headaches ALL day, and I still deal with the kids and have fun. You do nothing.

You know what? This 6 months will not be hard at all... because nothing is going to change around here. Bring it on.


This will be a fucking breeze, and a nice damn break. Oh wait, Mackenzie is coming to help.. it WILL be a nice break! Thank you Mackenzie, so so much.


--Cheers

Diapers

Ok, Michael went to a BBQ, and I called him at 6pm telling him we need diapers...

I guess he assumed that I meant "eventually" because around 10pm (when everything is closed) he still wasn't home. Ugh.

So I had to watch a 2 year old run around the house naked for 3 hours waiting for him to come. I couldn't put her to bed without one, or I would be cleaning more of a mess up.

Around 10:15 I decided even if he came home now, nothing was open, and he wasn't getting them anyways. So I searched around my closet and found my cloth diapers that I had when she was a baby. Ya, smart thinkin' me.

So I am hoping the velcro stays on all night and she doesn't soak through. Oh, and she sleeps in.

Good night bloggies!


--Cheers


P.S He's getting a verbal thrashing when he gets home *laugh*

Blah

Well today was uneventful. With my heart on the fritz, I wasn't too modivated to do anything. I am determined to get out of the house tomorrow and spend sometime with a good friend and momma of two twin girls.

The girls were a little hectic this morning. Alexis was trying to steal toys from Trianna, and vise versa. It was loud and I could feel my stomach knoting up with every whine and squeel coming from them. So I seperated them into different rooms and two different TV shows. That seemed to keep them quiet until I was ready to get off my butt.

Michael came home for an hour, and then headed to a friends BBQ. He is still not home (It's 10pm) and I have been waiting for him since 5. Why am I waiting? Because I ran out of diapers for Alexis and I cannot put her to bed without any. So my girls are still awake. On a good note, I am hoping they sleep in for me at least!

I plan to post a lot of pictures on this blog (almost daily) So watch out, I can't promise they will be ALL cute... my girls can be monsters sometimes!

Crossing my fingers for sleep-in tomorrow!!!


--Cheers

First Entry

This will be only an introduction post.

I have been torn away from my closest friends and family, and thrown into "adulthood". Being 1800km away from anyone close is a hard pill to swallow. 

Michael is leaving for CFS Alert in September for six months, and I can't even comprehend the thought. The military, being as "supportive" as they are, keeps reminding me that I knew my husband was in the Military when I married him, so I KNEW what I was getting into. 

Trianna is going into grade 1 this year and the thought of it blows my mind away. Alexis is starting to potty train, and you can usually find her running around naked in the house at any given time.

After 3 years of being posted to Nova Scotia, I have finally found a family doctor willing to take on my family. With my current heart issues, and the new medication they have been testing me on makes me constantly tired and dizzy. I feel like a 50 year old taking afternoon naps with my daughters.

I will be continuing to update this blog almost every day. I want to document and record my daily life out here, so many of my friends and family can get an inside look to how I am feeling inside.


As for now, I am getting ready for bed. To tackle another crazy day with my girls.

Trianna Mae Thomas - 5 Years Old

Cheers.

Alexis Grace Thomas - 2 Years Old