Uh oh what did he do?
Freaking prick. He told me he had a meeting at 9 this morning at work and he would be gone for about half an hour.
Elizabeth woke up at 7:45. Brought her into our room. We cuddled til about 8 then she started getting fussy so I reached over and poked Terry awake. He was basically already awake and occasionally saying something.
I asked him if he could feed the baby for me before his meeting. (His work is about 3 minutes away by car). He grunted, and dozed back off. No big deal.
Woke him up again after a couple minutes by laying the baby on him. I said 'Ask Daddy really nicely and maybe he'll feed you."
He played with her for a minute, then laid her on the bed, and rolled over and went back to sleep. grr
I kicked at him, and asked him to feed her. No answer.
Played with the baby for a few minutes. 8:20. "Babe, can you feed the baby?"
He rolls over, plays with her for a minute, stretches. Doesn't move.
"Ask Daddy to get up. Kick him and say 'I'm hungry dammit!'"
No response from Terry.
This goes on til about 8:35.
He gets all cranky and throws an attitude at me and says he didn't sleep well, and was trying to get some extra sleep.
So I tell him, if he had just SAID that at the beginning, I just would have got up and fed the baby and LET HIM SLEEP. He grunts and rolls back over.
What-fucking-ever.
I get up, get dressed, take baby into the living room, change her, feed her. Look at my phone. It's 8:45.
I go into our room and yell at him to get his ass moving.
He gets up, gets dressed. I'm back out in the living room with Elizabeth at this point. He comes out into the living room. "I'm sorry angel, I didn't mean to fall asleep."
