so we got home yesterday and after having not slept well since the middle of the week i was feeling jet-lagged and a bit queasy. then, r didn't call to say goodnight to parker until 8.45. when i pointed this out he got really defensive. we got into it over the phone and he was generally a big jerk to me saying that i took the kids away from him...what little time he actually has with them. i didn't point out to him that he's had as much time with them as he's desired and that's been really very little. so anyway. miss p had croup, 'renzo has had a fever since friday and i was starting to feel shitty by the time i talked to him. i asked him to come over earlier and he starting yelling that he "works all the fucking time" and didn't i think he was tired. i didn't tell him that MY job has no breaks, even at night.
i ate dinner here at the house with my mom here at the house and started to feel super sick to my stomach. i wound up calling her at midnight after i'd vomited with a screaming 'renzo on the bathroom floor. i was up all night with the flu, barfing and diarrhea. i called r at 12am, 2am, 6am, and 8.30am. he wouldn't answer his phone. he claims to have turned it off. austin wound up coming over to help me today. r came over but was pissy with me and the kids, completely unsympathetic to me being really sick and passing me the baby every chance he got (despite the fact that i couldn't even sit up in bed). i asked if he could stay and help me during the night tonight and he said no, his friends were throwing him a birthday party. tomorrow? well, he's going to a costume party after work for a friend. sorry.
i ate dinner here at the house with my mom here at the house and started to feel super sick to my stomach. i wound up calling her at midnight after i'd vomited with a screaming 'renzo on the bathroom floor. i was up all night with the flu, barfing and diarrhea. i called r at 12am, 2am, 6am, and 8.30am. he wouldn't answer his phone. he claims to have turned it off. austin wound up coming over to help me today. r came over but was pissy with me and the kids, completely unsympathetic to me being really sick and passing me the baby every chance he got (despite the fact that i couldn't even sit up in bed). i asked if he could stay and help me during the night tonight and he said no, his friends were throwing him a birthday party. tomorrow? well, he's going to a costume party after work for a friend. sorry.