How To Find Out Who Your Friends Are

After almost being dooced back in 2004 I’ve refrained from writing any negative comments about friends, family, work, local politics etc…  Yanno, just to keep my nose clean.  Yes it often leaves me scrambling for post topics, and often leaves me sucking up my feelings and posting cute wonderful pics of my adorable children instead. Today, however, I will break free from the mold and complain to my hearts content.  So if ye be friend or family and are likely to become easily offended then read no further.

Ok, so hubby left for a two-week business trip to Ireland 13 days ago.  No biggie right?  Except I’m home ALONE with 2 sweet wonderful children (a 2.5 yr old and 6 month old) who absolutely despise sleep, and what’s worse is that they despise me getting any sleep even more.  I’m exhausted.  I had both kids snug in their beds by 8:30 last night. Brooke woke up at 10 pm, I wasn’t asleep yet ’cause I was still folding laundry, doing dishes, sweeping, mopping, dusting, picking up stray toys….  After nursing Brooke back to sleep, I fell asleep at 10:30, I was then woken up at:

11:30 (Brooke – quick nurse)

12:30 (Sierra, who wanted to sleep in my bed, not in a mood for a fight I obliged)

1:30 (Brooke – running a fever, nursed her, gave her Advil, rocked her to sleep, crawled back in bed at 2:15)

4:30 (Sierra – hungry wanted cheese and juice, fell back to sleep at 5:30)

6:30 (Brooke – quick nurse)

7:30 (Sierra – wanted to cuddle)

8:30 – Up for the day, Sierra wanted to play ‘Mommy and Sierra”  and “Mommy” was waking up “Sierra”.

While I did manage to get 6 hrs and 45 min of sleep, it was VERY broken up!  That was the scene every night this past week :grin:  Only one more “sleep” (if I can even call it that) until hubby gets home – Yay!

Any ways, back to the point of my post (see – my sleep deprived mind forgot what I was supposed to be complaining about).  I thought I had a lot of friends.  But it turns out I was wrong.  Do you realize that during the 2 weeks not a single friend called me to see how I was doing?  Do you realize that not a single one offered to come by and visit me in the lonely evenings?  Do you realize that not a single one offered to come by and share a bottle of wine with me? Do you realize that not a single one offered to come by and play a round of Wii Golf with me?  Do you realize that although the battery died in the cold on my vehicle last Sunday that not a single friend has offered to pick up stuff for us from the store?  (I’ve been getting rather creative lately with the food we’re eating for dinner – and trust me ya don’t even want to know).  Do you realize that not a single friend has offered to look after Sierra to give me a break so that I could nap, or relax, or take a poop by my self, or even shower?  Only one friend had the guts to invite my three-ring circus over for dinner (Thanks O!).  Yeah – holy schmolly.  I apparently suck and have only one friend in the whole wide world (and she gave my girls the most adorable dresses for Christmas – see pic below).  Phooey on everyone else – you’re off my Christmas card list next year! 

So yeah, if you want to truly know who your friends are, send your hubby away for two weeks and wait to see who checks in with you.  I could be lying dead in a pool of my own vomit from overdosing on Fenugreek (cause that’s pretty much the only pills we have in the house) with my babies left to fend for themselves, or I could’ve fallen down the stairs, tripping over a toy (a more likely scenario). 

Anyways, I’m off to drown my sorrows with some Irish Cream Coffee ’cause apparently today is National Irish Coffee Day! (How appropriate considering hubby is in Ireland!).

 

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5 thoughts on “How To Find Out Who Your Friends Are

  1. Dude! How do you find time to run? Never mind that. I am so sorry. My wife [stay at home mom & freelance writer] has these complaints regularly, and I recall that it was especially bad when our daughter was newborn. We got some support, but she could have used a lot more. And after the miscarriage of our second attempt, there was negligible support. It was as if people thought she had had a mole removed or something instead of what should have been our son. I guess what I am trying to say is that I am sorry.

    Anyway, I am sending you a crate of Irish coffees with extra “Irish”. Cheers!

    Ed’s last blog post..Believe it or not, I am a runner

  2. I know this might is a really lame excuse (I still coulda called), but I live about 700 miles from you or I would have offered to keep the kids to give you a break. I would have had to bring Derek to play the round of Wii golf with you, then I woulda been the first to laugh AT (not with) you when you lose to an 8 yr old. I don’t drink so I wouldn’t share the wine with you … I’d be glad to pour it for you (leaves more for you anyway). I am truely sorry .. PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!

  3. If I didn’t have to work for a living, I would have spent a couple of days with you! At least we entertained Sierra for you last weekend! Love you guys! Daddy & I will be staying home this weekend to give you guys some much needed family time with hubby.

  4. I have a hard enough time grocery shopping with one kid. A baby in tow as well and I’d have to look for online ordering… does that exist?

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