As crazy as things have been with the new house, let me just say I am very happy to be there. I am also very happy to be 18 weeks pregnant, and mother to a 16 month old (very energetic) little boy. I am also extremely happy to be married to my best friend.
So why is that I get so angry at them from time to time?
This morning is a perfect example. For some reason I got up first (4:30 am) but was the last to get ready (couldn't get in the shower till 6:49 am, have to leave by 7:00 am). Everyone else had their clothes ironed and on, their bellies feed and their lunches pack. Momma even did a load of laundry and put the dishes away. But, as we walk out the door my hair is still wet and I was lucky I got to brush my teeth and put on moisturizer.
Then to top it off my DH continue to ask me what to do.
"Do you want me to put on Bubbie's shoes?"
"Do you want his coat on?"
"Do you want him in the car?"
You would think we never went through this routine. I was so, so, so angry. It was like trying to get two kids out the door. Then I thought to myself, "what am I going to do when the next one come?"
I almost cried at the thought: I have visions of me going to work in my PJ's with my hair in a ponytail and no shoes... arghhhhhhhhh!
So I ask my DH why am I the last to (sort of ) get ready and why does he need so many directions from me.
This was his answer: "Your the Mom."
So there you have it, I am the Mom! (who needs some time management help)