Well, for the second week in a row, ive had my mom come over to do simple shit; like the dishes, because my husband almost absolutly refuses to!!! Dishes get done ONLY if i whine bitch and complains until he cant stand being in the same room with me… LAUNDRY .. pftt.. He did ONE load of our clothes LAST week and left them in a basket on the floor, wrinkling to hell… And then OF COURSE did HIS work clothes… I find out today my son has NO UNDERWEAR!! So i mention it to him, he says ok, and brushes it off as usual… Dishes that were in the sink last night, are still there… Floors havent been vaccuumed in a week, since my DAUGHTER last did it! Nothing has been mopped, or sweeped, shit it everywhere and im loosing my mind.
NOWWWW instead of being in bed, preventing a fucking hemmorage, that i and the baby could fucking bleed to death from, im up doing laundry and dishes… because now, im to the point id rather be in the HOSPITAL DYING than looking at this god forsaken mess ANYMORE. I so wish i could go back to work, even if its 1 day a week, enough to pay a fucking maid. IM LOOSING MY GODDAMNED MIND!!!!