oh cocoon! Here's Hoping!!!!!:laugh: JK! sounds like you have a great man! :)
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oh cocoon! Here's Hoping!!!!!:laugh: JK! sounds like you have a great man! :)
I have been just a stay at home Mom for 3.5 years so now that I am doing daycare at home, Hubby is very grateful that we have a little income coming in..but it still is hard work. It sure would be nice just to have one day just one without constant housework and kids hanging off me LOL!!
Doesn't it feel so good to know how needed you are? :)
(would be nice to get a "little" break every now and then though)
Kidlove, I know that's why I moved across the Atlantic to be with him :) Girls, try not to ask your hubby's to do chores. I know you will struggle for awhile but I'm sure they will get the message and will help without even you asking. Who knows :)
ahhh....reminds me of my ex husband. I started off as a stay home mom, but then opened up my dayhome when my kids were one and three years old. I was expected to do all housework and any child related work such as changing diapers, feeding, baths ect. It was also me who had to get up all through the night with the kids (who didnt sleep thru the night) He felt that my job wasn't "real" work and that he worked harder. He also felt that since he earned more money, he deserved to have his weekends and evening off. He even went on vacations while I stayed home with the kids and worked. In the end, I decided that I didn't want a husband who treated me so badly, and we are now divorced. My suggestion to you is to make sure your husband treats you as an equal partner, and that includes dividing up the work appropriately.
Here's an hubbyism as I call them. I had made a new crock pot receipe and was quite impressed with the results. I asked my hubby what he thought and he murmurred it was good. We had the leftovers the next day. As he ate he said enthusiastically 'This tastes sooooo much better the second day!" He really thought he was giving me a compliment and couldn't understand the glare I was giving him across the table :rolleyes:
I actually feel the same. Food taste better the next day. Especially, crock pot dishes.
hahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahaha haha!!!! :laugh::laugh::laugh ::laugh::laugh:
Cocoon! Recognize how super fortunate you are to have a hubby to "DO" for you with or without being asked. I love love love my husband, BUT he never, washes the dishes or takes out the trash or cleans anything...no I take that back, in the 12 years we've been together, he has vacuumed the floors about 2 times and washed the dishes once to my recollection! :) He will even go so far as to separate HIS clothes from mine and the kids to get HIS stuff washed. But dont bother ours Dad. :)
can't complain a ton though, he is handy handy handy, and really sexy when he's doing handy work!:o
so the trade..I guess..is worth it!!!! I have learned one thing being married to a man like him...if anything happened to him?...I think I would fair quite well. I have def "pulled my own weight" over the years enough to know. I love him anyway!!! ha ha ha
I can't complain kidlove :) he is making dishes from around the world! I don't like cooking, I'm actually good at it so friends, family's and even my husband says but I like to cook when I feel like cooking:) and that brings the best out of me I guess.
But again, we are only married for a year, :wub:things might change hahhah which i hope it won't. :)
This whole time I thought I was alone.
My husband thinks that since he didn't make any of the mess, he doesn't have to help, which is fair I'll admit. Except he doesn't do ANYTHING else. He can't cook, he can't clean (and when he tries, it takes him three times longer than if I were to do it. I think he does that on purpose), he can't do laundry, and he is NOT handy with any tools. He just flips on the TV and I clean around him. Well, I reached a tipping point one weekend. I completely flipped out. I have never in my life released so much negative energy as I did that day. I screamed like I was the Hulk and ran into the backyard. I kicked over the garbage can and ran down the street in a rage. I silently cried for 3 hours and he didn't say a word. From that day, he's been a lot more helpful. He even bought a laundry hamper for each kind of wash load so he can do the laundry (because he won't read the labels or sort it on his own). I just hope it lasts.