Party time!!! Wait!!! Forgetaboutit!!!
Yesterday night was my company’s holiday’s party.
We would go while my Mother in Law (a.k.a. the devil) would take care of the kids.
By 7:30, my wife shows up and she’s ready to go.
She tells me to put my son to sleep and get ready so we could go.
I was hoping the mother in law would do that, but apparently she is afraid of giving my son a bath (you know the devil does not like water).
So I say ok to my wife. But I ask her to help me after I bathe him, so I could shower too while she helps.
The reason I asked for help is because his bedroom is close to our bathroom, so I cannot go shower right after putting him to sleep.
We let him sleep on his own now. So we read him a story and put him in bed. He mostly cries for 3-5 minutes and then goes to sleep. However, this is because he is in the upstairs bathroom, and we stay downstairs. If he would see/hear us, he would cry for us to go pick him us (and stay with him until he sleeps).
Anyway. That is why I asked for her help.
She tells me “I can’t”.
So I ask her “until when?”
She goes off with “Until I see the doctor! Why? Do you think I don’t want to do it? What about my cut (it was cesarean) ? I can have him sit on it. How can I raise him?.........and on, and on, and on….”
I was like: “Hey! That’s not what I meant!”
But by then she was already “I am not going tonight! Now I have a bad mood. I will not be able to smile. You ruined it!”
Now, I can understand she misinterpreted me. But If I tell her I am sorry and that’s not what I meant, how come this is still my fucking fault???
She goes upstairs and takes off her clothes and put her pajamas instead.
I get my son to the shower, and check on her after his bath, and she is crying, looking in the mirror.
I told her: "All this time you are looking into the mirror. I asked for your help while I showered so we could go. You could do it instead of crying. But you prefer to do nothing and cry in self-pity for something I did not mean to do or to say and still you feel sorry for yourself."
She then comes to help me with my son and say "Go get your shower". I tell her "will we go to the party?" She replies "No". Then I tell her "So I can handle it myself".
I put him to sleep while she goes back downstairs.
We did not speak for the rest of the night.
I ate cornflakes instead of a fine buffet. Have a Great holidays everyone!!! Mine started with a bang!!!
We would go while my Mother in Law (a.k.a. the devil) would take care of the kids.
By 7:30, my wife shows up and she’s ready to go.
She tells me to put my son to sleep and get ready so we could go.
I was hoping the mother in law would do that, but apparently she is afraid of giving my son a bath (you know the devil does not like water).
So I say ok to my wife. But I ask her to help me after I bathe him, so I could shower too while she helps.
The reason I asked for help is because his bedroom is close to our bathroom, so I cannot go shower right after putting him to sleep.
We let him sleep on his own now. So we read him a story and put him in bed. He mostly cries for 3-5 minutes and then goes to sleep. However, this is because he is in the upstairs bathroom, and we stay downstairs. If he would see/hear us, he would cry for us to go pick him us (and stay with him until he sleeps).
Anyway. That is why I asked for her help.
She tells me “I can’t”.
So I ask her “until when?”
She goes off with “Until I see the doctor! Why? Do you think I don’t want to do it? What about my cut (it was cesarean) ? I can have him sit on it. How can I raise him?.........and on, and on, and on….”
I was like: “Hey! That’s not what I meant!”
But by then she was already “I am not going tonight! Now I have a bad mood. I will not be able to smile. You ruined it!”
Now, I can understand she misinterpreted me. But If I tell her I am sorry and that’s not what I meant, how come this is still my fucking fault???
She goes upstairs and takes off her clothes and put her pajamas instead.
I get my son to the shower, and check on her after his bath, and she is crying, looking in the mirror.
I told her: "All this time you are looking into the mirror. I asked for your help while I showered so we could go. You could do it instead of crying. But you prefer to do nothing and cry in self-pity for something I did not mean to do or to say and still you feel sorry for yourself."
She then comes to help me with my son and say "Go get your shower". I tell her "will we go to the party?" She replies "No". Then I tell her "So I can handle it myself".
I put him to sleep while she goes back downstairs.
We did not speak for the rest of the night.
I ate cornflakes instead of a fine buffet. Have a Great holidays everyone!!! Mine started with a bang!!!
posted by Cron at 9:46 AM
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