I like to weigh every day just to see where I am at and keep myself on track, but I also feel it discourages me sometimes despite knowing that weight fluctuates. Should I try weekly? How often do you all weigh yourselves?
Tell me your Mother's Day horror stories... I'll go first and it might be a long one.
We fought all day long because he thought I stared at a man crossing the street..
We went to the store to pick up a gift for my mom. We were pulling out of the parking lot and it is a very dangerous crossing. There is a stop sign on our side and straight across from us, crossing a 4 lane with heavy heavy traffic. I've learned that a lot of people do not pay attention to the crossing traffic and just jump out onto the 4 lane at the first chance they get so I ALWAYS make sure to watch the car across from us.. My husband says "why are you staring at that guy?".. I said "I'm watching that car to make sure they don't turn when we cross." Nothing else was said, I never even saw a guy.. so I moved on and started talking about something else.. He kept being quiet. I asked why he was acting like that.. He accused me of lying and told me he saw me.. I said I couldn't even tell him what color shirt the guy had on that I was apparently staring at. He just kept on accusing me.. Mind you, this is the man that looks at naked women on the internet and has a p*rn issue. We didn't talk for the rest of the day from about 11 am until probably 5pm when he texted me from across the house. I spent the whole day doing all of the parenting on my own on MOTHERS DAY.. while he went outside and drank beer and laid on the couch, took a nap, and did nothing... He texted me trying to pretend like things were fine and by this point I was pissed off. I explained my side of things, he still accused, we were going in circles.. I told him again, I don't know what the dude looked like, his hair color, approximate age, what color shirt he had on...? Turns out he didn't even have a shirt on, so obviously I didn't see the man.. He still tells me I'm lying. I was tired of defending myself so I stopped texting him. Fed my kids dinner, gave them baths, packed their lunches, then sat down on the couch finally... He came to sit next to me and started talking about it. I again told him for the thousandth time that I didn't see a guy and certainly wasn't staring at anyone besides the car across the street. He kept interrupting me, talking over me, cussing at me, and laughing in my face. I told him if he wanted to talk about it, to let me finish talking or I was done having the conversation. He once again, when I started talking, laughed in my face. I got up and told him I wasn't having a conversation with a child. We exchanged some words, couldn't even tell you what exactly but he jumped up and started screaming in my face. I told him twice to get out of my face and stop touching me before I finally pushed him away from me. He kept yelling and coming toward me, I told him to leave me alone. He threatened to hit me/raised his fist and acted like he was going to. Got the basket of things I got him for his birthday and acted like he was going to throw it at me and then grabbed me by my shirt and shoved me across the room. Grabbed my suitcase and told me to pack it and get out.. we live on my families farm.. He walked out of our bedroom and again started yelling and being aggressive so I tried to shut the door, he put all of his weight against it and so did I to try and keep him out. He let off and the door literally went through the frame so of course that was my fault that the door broke. He called my mom and told her to bring a trailer and come get me. and proceeded to tell her how much of a stupid b*tch I am and how I was staring at a man that I never saw and I ONLY CARED ABOUT MYSELF??? Coming from the person who made Mother's Day all about them... I packed my bag and planned to go to my moms house until he told me he wasn't going to let me take our kids with me, WHO HE HAD TAKEN ZERO CARE OF ALL DAY LONG.
Honestly, I am just done. I am tired and I am over it. He ruins the two days that are supposed to be about me, every single year.
How was your Mothers Day?? :(
My husband makes less than I do. He always has. That has never bothered me.. He also spends more than I do, and has very little self control when there is money in the bank. He always talks about wanting to be a provider and make sure we are well off but does not make any effort to do so. He leaves work early every time he gets the chance and then wonders why we are broke. Spends money like we make twice what we actually do. He is constantly wanting new things and he gets annoyed with me when I tell him it's not a good idea right now. I feel like a mom telling her child they can only pick one toy while we are in Walmart. I feel so overwhelmed. We have 3 young children and I do the majority of the household and parental responsibilities. I work full time. Why does he put on this front that he wants to work hard and provide, but then he is the very reason we are barely staying afloat?? It is so frustrating. Does anyone else deal with this?