This is basically how every day goes...
Wake up @7:20 because DH leaves for work and I can hear him. He tries to be quiet and takes all his stuff out of the room the night before, I can still hear him, the toilet out in the hall ect.
So I'm up from 7:20 until about 10:30-11 when my DS wakes up. Then I put him on the potty, change him and struggle to get him to eat anything at all until about 1pm.
Usually I have a friend or relative who calls, emails facebooks or texts me whining about something or another, I listen and try to help out as much as I can. Then someone will call me begging for help or a ride or to babysit...
If I have an appointment It's usually in the afternoon and my almost 3 year old son is basically a preteen boy when It comes to his sleep and being woken up.
Yesterday I said I'd help my brother who had been away for over a week working out of town... Turns out I ended up helping him move his crap into my garage because his house was broken into and completely destroyed and the landlord told him to leave. I was out the house to give him a ride @ 12:30 and finished helping him out around 4:30 but with rush hour I didn't get home until 5:30 and was cranky because all I had was a sandwich and by then I was starving and tired from the heat.
He then offers me 10 WHOLE DOLLARS for dragging my son out all day in the car and driving him around all day and letting him use my house as a storage place for however long. He then also keeps trying to offer me a BEER knowing I'm pregnant but saying "It's light beer, it won't do anything".
Here's the thing, I didn't get mad until 1, he asked me to stay here for a few days and 2, my son ate half a banana yesterday and some bread, he wouldn't eat anything else. So I told my brother to make sure that my son wasn't fed any junk, he took my son outside and gave him a damned cookie because he thought he did something cute!!!!
I lost it. I absolutely lost it and I started reaming my brother out! What does he do... He walked away and went back outside and left the damned yard with my almost 3 year old son who somehow ended up in only a damn pull up and went for a walk with him for 20 mins!!!
When I realized this I was raging. I mean I thought my brother was just going back to play with him in the yard, he didn't mention that he soaked my son and that my son was only in a pull up at all but then to leave the yard without asking me and without putting clothes on the boy?! I could have bashed his head in, I know this wasn't normal behavior for my Brother and he was probably stressed out about everything he had gone through but still...
ARGHHHH!!!! I vowed that I was going to do less for other people and more for myself. That lasted about a whole hour until my GF who is a single Mom working and going to school said she needed a sitter for today... Guess who offered?! Yep, I offered and as always she accepted lol what the heck am I thinking!
Everyone around me knows I am a good person, I go out of my way to help people. I am like the counselor out of my family and friends, I am who every one runs to when they need an ear, a hug a dollar. I almost never complain about helping anyone, not even if I am getting 0 in return. I can count 3 times in the last 20 months that I have complained like this about these types of situations, that's it!
I just need to learn to say no but I think my biggest problem is that I enjoy helping people when they need it, even though it seems only my DH is there for me when I eventually need something or some one.
Anyhoo, now I'm waiting on my GF to drop her son off and then I shall begin my day. What I really want to be able to do is sleep in until my son wakes up for once, seems like sleep is a hard thing to do in the last month and a half