Shandelion
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I figure plenty of us can relate here.
I'm so tired of having to give so much of myself. Every breath I take, 24/7, goes to my son. I carry him everywhere. Getting to go to the bathroom is a luxury, as is showering. In the five seconds when I'm not consumed by my son, I've got two cats begging for attention who desperately miss me. We live with my grandma, and she wants to talk. And my husband wants physical intimacy. I draw one damn breath freely with my son sleeping, and then my husband is moaning for attention because he feels left out. He wants me to jump in bed with him. The house is dirty, the cats need food and water, I haven't showered in days, I have to pee, I really want to grab a bite without my son gabbing for it, I want to go clean X item that I can't with my son around. I want to brush my hair, all snarled from nursing and playing with my son, and my husband is groping while I'm brushing my hair.
Guess what. In five months since he was born, my husband hasn't once asked to take him. I have to ask him to do so, and then he can't give him back fast enough. Give me a break sometimes, give me a breather and I might be more affectionate!
I don't know how you mothers of multiple babies survive!
I'm so tired of having to give so much of myself. Every breath I take, 24/7, goes to my son. I carry him everywhere. Getting to go to the bathroom is a luxury, as is showering. In the five seconds when I'm not consumed by my son, I've got two cats begging for attention who desperately miss me. We live with my grandma, and she wants to talk. And my husband wants physical intimacy. I draw one damn breath freely with my son sleeping, and then my husband is moaning for attention because he feels left out. He wants me to jump in bed with him. The house is dirty, the cats need food and water, I haven't showered in days, I have to pee, I really want to grab a bite without my son gabbing for it, I want to go clean X item that I can't with my son around. I want to brush my hair, all snarled from nursing and playing with my son, and my husband is groping while I'm brushing my hair.
Guess what. In five months since he was born, my husband hasn't once asked to take him. I have to ask him to do so, and then he can't give him back fast enough. Give me a break sometimes, give me a breather and I might be more affectionate!
I don't know how you mothers of multiple babies survive!