Sometimes you just have to hate your husband

This is a hard one to write as I don’t want people to think my husband is evil, or that he is lazy or retarded. It is actually on the contrary that I write this. You see, before I had Finn I would see women who had kids treat their husband like crap and be like - ohh what a bitch, I’d never say those things to Troy. But again, NOW I understand why.

I truly believe there is something called a ‘bitch’ hormone that lies dormant until such day as you pop out a kid. Then all of a sudden you are a raging devil woman. Sometimes things fly out of my mouth and I am like ‘have I been overtaken by Satan?’ I do honestly feel awful for Troy as I say things that are clearly off side but I truly cannot help myself.


This past weekend I had to work and so Troy had Finn all Sunday. He is a truly great dad - totally in love with le bebe and really does a great job in taking care of him. Well apparently that doesn’t matter to me anymore. I kept finding myself nit picking on little things, constantly telling him he is doing things wrong, and secretly listening in on what he is doing just in case I catch him slip up. What has happened to me?!

I think I figured it out though...it really boils down to me pining for the day that Troy will sit back after a full day with the kid and say ‘ gee honey, you truly are overworked...I had no idea this was so hard...you cleaned the house AND made dinner AND took care of the baby and you are still awake? You are truly a super woman and I never fully appreciated you until now...’ Yup, I think that is all we want from them on a day to day basis and then we might be able to sedate the hormone that is turning us into chicks with spinning heads...is that too much to ask?