Yesterday morning I got a little bit irritated with Rachel. She had the cheek to ask me to get up with Isabelle, when I was already awake, so she could have an extra hour or so in bed! Which of course, is actually a pretty reasonable thing to request.
Isabelle’s Going Through a Leap
I mentioned the other day that Isabelle had started having more tantrums. Well that’s due, at least in part, to the fact she’s going through another leap. What this leap also means, like every other one before them, is that she’s a lot fussier, needier and generally sleeps worse than normal.
As Rachel is the one who feeds Isabelle in the night, she’s obviously taken the brunt of this distrusted sleep. As you might imagine, when I’m then off work, she might want to have a little bit of extra sleep. Seems pretty reasonable when you put it like that.
Getting Irritated for No Reason
I’m not sure why it annoys me. But when Rachel asks for me to take Isabelle off downstairs, I get a little bit frustrated by it. Yesterday was hardly the first time I’ve been like it.
Of course I still do it. And I won’t go back upstairs and get Rachel, I will wait until she’s up. But it’s not like she comes down stairs and I’m the loving husband who’s happy his wife has caught up on her much needed sleep. Nope. Instead I’m just a bit of a dick. And I don’t feel like it’s fair.
I Know I’m Stupid – I’m Not Always a Good husband
Look, I absolutely know I’m in the wrong on this one. It’s not unreasonable for Rachel to want to get some extra sleep when she does all the work in the night. I guess because I don’t really see what Isabelle is like I don’t see it as an issue. She’s not too bad, it’s not like she wakes up crying and needs to be changed, she just wakes a lot more frequently to feed. She does it quite quietly too, so in essence she just wakes Rachel. Hence why I probably don’t even notice.
Arguing About It
But when Rachel asks me to get up with her while she lays in bed, I really don’t like it. When Rachel came downstairs I almost went out of my way to prove a point and be a bit of a dick. I’d sit on the laptop basically waiting for her to say something so I can snap back with “oh, so it’s alright for you to do something for a few hours, but I can’t go on here?”
Yes, yes, I know. Dick move. Sometimes I just can’t help it. I’m fully aware that I’m being unreasonable and I just keep on going. We did argue a little bit about it. Nothing too over the top. But sometimes it’s good to have the odd argument. I’m pretty good at arguing because I never get loud and aggressive. I’ll throw in the odd witty remark and make elaborate points and I’ll also have an answer for pretty much anything. But it gets resolved in the end, and that’s what matters.
Maybe I have been a little too absorbed in the blog the last few weeks and it’s annoyed Rachel. There has been a lot going on though, so I’ve kinda had to be on here a bit more than usual. So maybe she just wanted a little bit of something for herself as I always get to do the blog in the night. It’s not really too much to ask now is it?
I Don’t Want to Portray Myself as a Perfect Husband
As this blog is written almost entirely by me, I’m fully in control of what goes out. I can cherry pick all the good moments, if I wanted to, and essentially make myself look as good or bad as I wanted. I think it annoys Rachel sometimes when I apparently portray myself as being a faultless husband. Not that I think that I am.
I clearly don’t hold back on showing how I can be a ‘bad’ dad. But I don’t think I’ve shown many bad husband moments. Well, not many anyway. I have slagged Rachel off on a live stream because she didn’t change Isabelle’s nappy at 6am before doing a 12 hours shift. Again, I’m a dick.
I don’t think I’ve done it intentionally. I’m more than happy to show my bad side of any aspect of what I do. Perhaps I’ve just not talked about it much as I haven’t felt that it’s always relevant. This is a parenting blog after all, and I guess I wanted to focus on Isabelle. But the parents are a pretty big part of a parenting blog. So maybe I should talk about myself more often if I do something stupid.
To be honest, if I start talking about all the times I’ve been a shitty husband, maybe I’ll stop doing them. Maybe I’ll check myself a little more, realise I’m being a dick and do a bit more to stop acting like one.
I guess we’ll have to wait and see!