Husband vent session.

Let me start out by saying how helpful my husband has been the past few weeks. He's not the type of person to just do something but if I ask him to do something he'll do it.

He even sold all his video games because he said it was distracting him from his family, and ever since than we've been bonding more as a family.

My husband's friends birthday was yesterday. He asked me if I cared if he went out.

I don't mind at all that he goes or went out. He works hard for his family, he deserves a drink or two and he really never goes out. They went to the Casino and he was drinking liquor, he has yet to learn that his body really can't handle liquor. He also isn't one to say no, he's the only married guy with kids and I think he tries to prove a point that he can still drink like he's in college. He still has yet to learn that he can't.

Well he comes home and goes to bed.

I'm glad he had fun. I just hate that he knowingly went out, stayed out late and drank more than he should have.

I'm 32 weeks pregnant and taking care of a one year old. And he's just "so exhausted" today. I literally cleaned the house 7 different times. I said don't fall asleep because I'm taking a quick shower.

I get out, he's sleeping and my child is trashing my house. Nothing got accomplished today because he's too tired. I gave my daughter a bath. Usually he does because I'm so sore. I said oh She's looking for you and his response "okay what's that supposed to mean?" He comes in and I said you don't have to be in here, he said well it sounds like you're guilting me"

Just so annoyed. It's like learn your limit. Don't take your exhaustion crankiness out on me because I'm trying to stay in a good mood since my weekend was shot and exhausting in itself.

Vent over.

UPDATE: 😂I'm dying at the backlash I'm getting. Because I literally just typed this out to get it off my chest

I posted how awesome he usually is at the beginning because I don't think he deserves an All out trash bash. He's a hard worker and deserves some guy time.

With the start of football season there have been a couple times this month and last month he's gone to people's houses for fantasy leagues drank (liquor) and it's been the same thing, he splurges and than is dying the next day and the day after because he's exhausted and than I get to hear how "he's never doing that again" he's just sticking to beer and not staying out as late.

Today was the same thing. Monday-Friday it's me, my toddler and my pregnant self. Most days I feel like my whole body is snapping in half. So come Saturday and Sunday I appreciate the extra help. Well today instead of helping he lagged behind and complained how tired he was. I'd tell him to go take a nap.

I was just typing it out here because realistically I wanted to tell him to get out of my face, quit complaining, take a nap and come back when you're in a better mood. Instead, I took care of my toddler, tried not complaining how tired I was and how in pain I was, and took care of him.