So, after all my being upset on Saturday morning about not getting a break and needing my dh to come home and help.. well.. I got my wish..

So, he got home in the late afternoon on Saturday, tells me great news.. I have tomorrow off! I was estatic. Finally, I can have some help, I can probably even sleep late!!

So, Sunday morning, DH gets up, gets the 14mth old, and proceeds to come in to our room w/him, puts him on the bed, then starts putting clothes away. After about 40 mins of him picking up around our room and talking to me while the baby is jumping all over me, he says.. come on 14mth old.. lets let mommy get some sleep! (WTF? seriously??? who can fall back asleep after that?? he is so freakin passive aggressive) so I get up and go into the living room.. the day progresses.. the 14mth old gets whiny (nothing new or out of the ordinary) and dh starts getting all bitchy.. saying things like I cant get 10 mins to myself, on and on.. I then mention that this is my day every day for roughly 13 hrs EACH DAY.. and that I am normally doing it all by myself.. (ya know. it was two on one this day)

So, about 11am he is complaining the baby wont sleep.. I forget what he said to tick me off this time, but I said, I will run to the store and take him w/me so that you can get a break.. So, my 6mth pregnant @ss grabs the 14mth old loads him into the car and heads to the grocery store.. I have a crying jag in the car.. and have to wait in the pkg lot, as he has fallen asleep on the way there.. so, after 30 mins of napping, like a well tuned clock, my little prince awakes ready for more of the day, we get groceries and I head back to the house.

Now, I am sitting at the computer getting the recipie for dinner off the internet, when about 2pm (again, baby is getting whiny) He says to me.. IN MY NEXT LIFE, I AM NOT HAVING KIDS OR GETTING MARRIED! ok.. that is just f*cking Fantastic.. you just told your 6mth pregnant wife, that has sold her home, quit her job and moved 1700 miles away from family and friends that can ACTUALLY help her that you regret this relationship.. PERFECT.. mind you, he has NEVER said this about the skids.. just the exwife. So, now I am in tears, so I tell him.. ya know what.. since we are being honest w/each other.. IN MY NEXT LIFE I AM NOT MARRYING A MAN WITH KIDS OR A PYSCHO EX WIFE OR BOTH!!! That I should have been the one to run away, and that his timing SUCKS. Then I take the baby to go drive him around for a nap, as I cant get him to sleep and oh yeah.. dh is complaining that HE is tired.. So, I go for the ride, but not before telling him that he might want to google how to be a good father and husband.

When I got back, he tried to pretend that nothing happened.. true to his form.. and never really apologized for his next life plans.. Later that night.. when he went to yell at the baby.. he stubbed his toe on the ottoman.. HA.. he has more than likely broken several of his toes, because he was fit to be tied when he did it. I just simply said, I think god is punishing you for being a dick. I then took the baby and put him to bed.

Guess when I was thinking on Saturday that my life couldnt suck anymore than it already did.. I was wrong. Sunday would have been a much better day if he wasnt here at all. Hopefully the oil spill will have his boat called back out today! I now need a break from my dh.