Love that every morning as soon as my alarm goes off, you can hear this little tapping noise of Jake racing up the stairs and coming into our bedroom 💕😍🐰
My husband asked me not to breastfeed in front of his father.
So the first time I needed to feed the baby I got up to go to another room because I was respecting my husband's wishes even though I wasn't thrilled about it.
His father looked up and asked where I was going.
I said I was going to feed the baby.
And this man, who was born in 1946, oldest of nine children, grew up on a farm, looked at me and said if you don't think I saw my mother feeding my brothers and sisters you're crazy.
Then he told me to sit down.
I sat down.
I fed my baby right there in the room and his father didn't bat an eye because he was raised by a woman who fed nine children and had absolutely no time or patience for any of that nonsense.
The man was born in 1946 on a farm. He has seen things. He is unbothered. He told me to.......
My husband and I both work full-time, but somehow after we got married, all the house chores quietly became my responsibility.
Even when he helped, it felt like he was “assisting” me instead of us both taking care of our home.
One week, his mom came to visit. I was cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, basically running around the house while my husband sat on the couch watching football. I asked him if he could help vacuum and he casually said, “Later,” without even looking up.
His mother looked at both of us and said “Did you both not come back from work yesterday at the same time?”
I laughed and said, “We did.”
Then she asked my husband, very calmly, “So why is she the only one working today too?”
Silence.
That woman got up, took the remote from his hand, switched off the TV, and handed him the vacuum cleaner.
Then she said, “Marriage is not a system where one person rests while the other manages everything. If both of you are contributing financially, then both of you contribute at home too.”
She then looked at me and said “I didn’t raise my son to think his wife is his personal maid, Don’t let exhaustion become your personality because you’re trying to prove you’re a good wife.”
I swear that sentence changed something in me.
Now we split things properly . If I cook, he cleans up. If one of us is overwhelmed, the other steps in. The entitlement disappeared completely.
She still calls sometimes just to ask him, “Hope you’re not stressing my daughter?” 😭
As I enter my 30th year of being very happily married to a woman way out of my league, I have a message to young men: there is a secret to a successful relationship, it's being best friends with another couple where the man is a useless buffoon
You guys have no clue the life I live. I want to go to the gym before work - my husband covers the kids and does the school/nursery runs no bother. I say I’d love a treadmill, that weekend a treadmill turns up. Baby wakes at 3am, no argument he’s out the bed and taken the baby
Never thought I’d be that girl but here I am sat with my collagen drink, kids both in bed, husband on a night out, massaging my recently filled lips…take that how you will you sick fuckers 🤣🤣