When I Resent My Husband
A few months ago my husband came home from a late night meeting to find me on the couch, cookies in my lap, and weeping. Naturally he did what any smart man does and sat down with me in cautious silence. After a few loud weeping moments I turned to him, with my ugly crying face, and said "I resent you." He had been gone all day and then got to skip out on the bedtime madness to go to a fun gathering. So not only did he get a break all day - he got to enjoy himself at night! Naturally the crazy cycle in my head started spinning with evil thoughts towards him and turned myself into the victim of motherhood. I resent the fact that he can leave a room and the world not fall apart. I resent the fact that he can go to the bathroom alone, without little fingers under the door or screaming. I resent the fact that he gets a " break " from life when he leaves to go to work. I resent the fact that he can enjoy a meal without rushing, picking up thrown food, ...