KW rant
I’ve been feeling really resentful and disconnected from him lately anyway, he’s been fuck all help while baby o has been poorly and he barely spends an hour a day with her.
But tonight baby o suddenly had exorcist style projectile vomiting (she seems fine again now, I think I accidentally gave her an old bottle from her nursery bag) so I grabbed her off KWs lap and put her on the hard floor thinking she can keep vomiting and I’ll wipe it up after.
KW pisses me off for two reasons:
1. He starts barking instructions at me ‘go and put her in the bath, take her off me etc’ - this fucks me off anyway, when I do 95% of the work and then he has the audacity to think he can tell me what I should do
2. I did get in the bath eventually and was washing her off when he comes upstairs. I asked him to please wipe up the sick off the hard floor and the rug, anti bac the hard floor and put a tea towel over any wet stains on the rug (to absorb any sick before it sinks in). And he’s like ‘it’s fine I’ve cleaned it’, so - knowing what his version of clean is vs mine - started asking him if he’d found the anti bac wipes etc to which he just shouted over me ‘I said I’ve done it stop nagging’
Come downstairs and he’s basically wiped the puddles up with a dirty tea towel
so after spending all afternoon hoovering and mopping, I’ve got smeary sick marks on the floor and the rug stinks if vomit.
I’m so sick of not being able to rely on him for anything. Every thing he does do (1 nursery run and 2 bedtimes a week) he has to be micromanaged to fucking do it properly. I feel like a single parent 90% of the time anyway but then when he’s here my life is no easier - it’s actually harder.
If I was financially stable enough I think I’d leave him.
we’re back in hospital. He seemed ok this morning albeit taking a lot less milk but having wet nappies. He had 2oz at 7, then 1 and 10 then wouldn’t take anything at 1. I went to change his nappy and noticed his feet were blueish and freezing and so we’re his hands. His legs were all mottled so I panicked and came back to hospital. It was bedlam in A&E, I think the strep a thing has scared a lot of people so no one is taking any chances and rightly so. But they took him straight through. They’ve admitted him and put an NG tube in. They also think he’s got a hole in his heart which is a complete shock 
He’s still not 100% but loads better. He’s lost weight I can tell 
errands
Baby Runner is probably left as the worst off (I’m still not entirely sure the doctors decision that she didn’t need abx was the right one…) but she’s only spiked a temp once in the last 24 hours, and she’s sleeping a fair bit so I guess that’s her body’s way of resting and recovering
he’s had a couple of bottle feeds and has come off the oxygen. Antibiotics are obviously working. Thanks again for all the lovely comments. I wish we all knew each other in real life! Feel like you’re all there for me more than the people I actually do know 