Hubby and I had a HUGE fight last night. Correction, early morning! At 3:00 AM.
Sorry for the extremely descriptive post but I can’t help it. As evident from my previous post, I haven’t been in the best of moods since quite a few days. Would you believe we haven’t done the deed in more then a month and we’ve been married for what like 4 years!! I don’t even remember when I did it last and I don’t miss it either! I don’t know if it’s just me or if other working mothers feel the same way too but have I lost interest in it or am I just tired?? Love birds are a DISTANT term for us. But anyways that is not the point of this post but I just wanted to show that we’ve been strained since a while.
Since stopping E’s Anti allergic, he’s been getting up at approx 2-2:30 am every night crying and ends up Screaming when we try to soothe him. He wants to hold on to our earlobes while he’s trying to put himself to sleep and then pulls and when we try to put his hands on his ears, he screams. Last night he repeated the same thing and after trying for 30 minutes, I ssssshhhhd him a little loudly when he started crying. This made the hubby mad as he was already up. He asked me should I get milk, I said no, it may be gas so I’ll just give him some gripe water to which hubby got exasperated and said “Do you enjoy hearing E crying like this?” Can you ever ask this kind of a question from a mother? Can you? I didn’t say anything then and gave E some gripe water and rocked and sang him to sleep.
Went outside the room to the stairs and cried and cried till I had no tears left. I was so shocked by what he said that I didn’t want to stay in the same room with him. I hated him so much in that one second that I wanted to give up trying to work this relationship. I couldn’t understand for the life of me why he would let E come between us like this. Why would someone say such hurtful things in the middle of the night because the boy was up screaming? He thinks that the solution to E’s entire problem is giving him a bottle of milk, or getting him to sleep in the middle. If he would not have slept after rocking, I’d have put him to sleep beside me. But shouting out like that scares me and the baby, both for different reasons.
I don’t know what’s gotten in him or rather what’s gotten in us. We’ve lost respect for each other; we are more impatient with dealing with each other as well as E. We hardly talk when we get home. I end up sleeping early while putting him to sleep and he stays up till late. We hardly cuddle while sleeping as I’m mostly asleep by the time he comes.
I have a huge lump in my throat while writing all this.
After about half and hour E cried again and hubby put him back to sleep. He came out to me while I was crying and said he was sorry and hugged me tight. Said he was very sorry for what he said, took me to the room and put me to bed and patted me like we do to E till I fell asleep.