Sometimes I get jealous of those separated from their “baby daddy”. Well, sometimes not. I see all these moms who broke up with they BD and get to go out kid free because the kiddos are with their father. I seriously just want a little break. A FUCKING BREAK.
I shouldn’t complain though because Henry has gotten better at letting me just go to the store alone! Shop in peace.
And then I look back and feel bad for the poor kids. I know a friend who is all about her new boyfriend, never posts pictures of her son anymore and only of her and her boyfriend. Parties like fuck as if she has no kid, it’s shameful!
Anyways, I truly believe Henry is my soul mate, we fight about a dirty run or who changes diapers but we always work things out. We take turns going out: rather or not its me at the store for an hour or him going to birthday dinners with his friends. We make it work, even though I build up times to through in his face. He obviously gets more breaks than me which is why he washes bottles every night. LOL.
I miss blogging and venting.
Currently Faye is jumping all around the bed and Leah watching Dr Suess.
Time to get back to Mommy duty.