What the hell is wrong with him???

I've been stuck at my parents house since Christmas Day. I was suppose to leave this morning, but now I'm stuck longer cause my Moms breaks went out and I don't have a car. I have a shitload of stuff to do for school and well I can't get it done.

I'm trying my best to get stuff done, as best as I can here, and well My Dad is being an asshole. I had to have my Dh fax some papers to me so I can sign them too and then fax them to my school. I'm halfway through the fax and my Dad comes upstairs yelling at me to stop whatever I'm doing cause he needs to make a call. All he had to do was call my brother and see where he was. Another idiot who was out all day. I am halfway through the fax when this happens, and he rips the wire out of the wall. Now this is a 47 year old man, who could not wait 2 more mintues for the last two pages to go through. I'm fuming at this point cause now I have to refax stuff. My other brother is in the background with my daughter screaming and yelling and I have to fax stuff and finish filling out Financial Aid Paperwork. I'm beyond pissed. I knew my father was an asshole but this was the last straw. I'm an Adult, there is no reason he should be acting like I'm 10 years old when I said to him this is important and for school, that's why this needs to be finished, can't you wait a minute? No he has to rip the damn wires out of the machine while I'm in the phone wiht a client at the same time who failed her BPP and is going in for a c-section.

Off my soapbox for now....

Very Pissed at MIL!!!

So, Today was suppose to be the day MIL comes over to celebrate Christmas with us since she is going to her sisters on Christmas like always. (We don't go there which is a whole other story).

MIL comes in, GIFTLESS. Nothing for the kids. I am peeved at this point. Why on earth would she come here to celebrate Christmas with us but not bring anything for the kids??? K is older now, and she asked Where's my present when she walked in through the door! MIL says: I don't have it today K, but I will bring it next time I see you!

So The crying begins and she's having a meltdown cause Grandma didn't bring her any presents. I let her open one of the gifts we got her only cause I wasn't going to deal with it anymore. I'm pissed now. What irks me the most is that last week she was saying how she went Christmas shopping and got gifts for everyone. Now I know who she meant by everyone....EVERYONE else but Dh, Me and the kids. GRRRR

Dh's Aunt is a whole other story and MIL started with dh about why we are not going there for Christmas to spend it with his grandmother who hasn't stepped foot to see my children EVER but goes to EVERYONE else.

The Hostile State of Obstetrics.....

I attended two births last week that should have been beautiful Vaginal Births.
Instead, Both moms ended up with Cesareans.

The first birth, Mom was doing so great. She got the epidural at 5 cm and dialated to 10 centimeters in an hour. Everything was going smoothly. She began to push and everything was going great until her Obstetrician came in. The mood/tone/energy in the room suddenly went from warm and nuturing to cold and harsh. Anesthesia turned off the epidural to offer more effective pushing and the Obstetrician yelled at her to turn it back on. Hostile, Hostile Hostile. Then the babies Heart Rate dropped and well, Off to the OR, 40 minutes LATER after the OB talking to the husband for 20 minutes and me for another 20 minutes.

The second birth, Mom was in labor for 35 hours and was exhausted. This was suppose to be a wonderful, calm Homebirth which turned into a horrible, nasty hospital birth. We transferred mom for Maternal Exaustion and of course once the hospital found out she had Two Prior cesareans panicked and co-erced mom into a repeat cesarean. How Hostile has the birthing community become. I'm crying as I type this. It's so sad to witness this all the time.

If you're still reading, I reccomend reading the book: Born in the USA: How a Broken Maternity System Must Be Fixed to Put Women and Children First by Marsden Wagner.

He did it again!

We were fighting last night and I kept nagging at him to take the garbage out and take a shower. He pushed me down on the bed with all his strength and he hurt me. He put his hands on me! I was sooo terrified at that moment. I tried getting up to leave the room and he would keep throwing me on the bed every time I would try to get up. I am terrified right now. This was a confirmation that I Have to leave.

He kept saying that all I do is yell at him. Yes I have been yelling at him lately. I feel that his job is to take the garbage out since he doesn't do anything else in this damn house! I have to nag at him to even do that much! Then there's the whole, he doesn't want to take a shower thing. I've had enough with that! He needs to start taking a shower, and not once a week or every two weeks but every day or every other day! I can't take it anymore! The way his stupid mother has raised him is disgusting!