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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Must be nice

Honestly it must be nice to only have a 8 hour job. You get to leave and get a break from your job. You come home only to go right to bed and to sleep until 11am, causing your toddler and newborn to remain silent. Heaven forbid if a noise is made.

Dont get me wrong I am in no way knocking being a mommy. I love my job but just like with any job you need a break. I don't get that break. I never did when it was just Brayden. Sorry, yes I did and that was when Monica would have Brayden over for a spendanight.

While you have an 8 hour manual labor job I have a 24 hour manual labor job. I am Mommy. I tend to their every beck and call, every tear, every diaper-wet or dirty. I am lucky if there is a silent 10 minutes between the hours of 8am-8am to shower and shave my legs.

Give me a f'ing break. Don't moan and groan to me about needing more sleep..HELLO I am up every two hours feeding our daughter while you take a trip into la la land.

Must be nice.


Monica said...

I think you do a great job being a Mommy. Honestly, who gives a shit if the house is quiet, tell him to deal with it. He helped create them too, which he is quick to proclaim, so he can help shoulder some burden.

You are never going to get anywhere until you learn to start sticking up for yourself & quit letting him run all over you. Put your foot down.

I tagged you on my blog.