Or as a friend just asked… Did you kick a dog recently?
Friday, four days after our miscarriage my inlaws showed up for a long planned visit. Worst. Timing. Ever.
Or maybe not. It’s hard to dwell on your own problems when two people are sitting in your family room bickering. Loudly.
Really. Every time they leave DaddyO and I wonder why they stay together. They make themselves and everyone around them misserable.
We didn’t want to deal with discussing the miscarriage with them when they arrived, so called DaddyO’s brother and had him call.
Chicken shit, I know.
Thankfully they’ve not really asked any questions and for the most part I’ve been able to escape to the kitchen, with the excuse that it’s really too small for two chefs and cook two meals a day for everyone in peace.
Of course, she’s not one for peace, so will do things like walk into the kitchen, announce that the sippy cup of milk DaddyO just gave monkey smells sour and dump the milk on the freshly washed veggies.
Last night we had plans in The Big City, and rather then cancel, we agreed to let them babysit. It was only for 3 hours. How bad could it be?
*sigh* please don’t judge me. I should never have left him. I’m a horrible mother.
When we got home, she asked us how the movie was. Three times. Then complained about how DaddyO’s father had no idea how to deal with toddlers. She tripped a lot as she was getting ready to head back her hotel.
Thank gawd they have a hotel this trip.
Then they had a screaming argument in front of the house. Complete with pounding on the roof of their rental car.
At 11 o’clock at night.
Our neighbors loved that I’m sure.
This morning we found two wine bottles in the recycling.
I was entertained as she spent the day explaining away her obvious hangover, complete with the 4 hour nap on the couch because of her “ear ache.”
Hard to believe 3 days of their 9 day visit are already over! What other fun adventures await us?! Possibly an “ear ache” for me as well as I self medicate the pain of their visit away.
