My son is 4 in a week and he is driving me insane. His mom tends to coddle him and I’m more strict so when it’s my turn to do bath and bed (we alternate between son and daughter mom/dad each night), he intentionally causes a scene so mom has to get involved. By this point my patience is far from gone and on loan through next year. I’ve never struck my kid but holy shit, I’m about to start spanking or something. His sister is usually just getting to sleep by the time his shenanigans begins but that doesn’t phase him. I fight with my wife all the time about how ridiculously long our bedtime routine is. Starts at 7:45 for bath, 8:15 get dressed; read, rock, walk around, 100 phases of trying to calm our son, then 9:15 potty attempt. Then bed. By the time it’s all done, it’s usually 9:45/10 at night which leaves no time to do shit for yourself.
Do you bathe every single freaking day like us? My wife makes sure the kids know everything we do all day everyday is take care of them. The world revolves around these kids. And it makes me bloody miserable. I have no life, no marriage basically, declining health, and poorly behaved kids. Yet my wife couldn’t give a shit less. To her, the kids are everything and F everything else.
Do you bathe every single freaking day like us? My wife makes sure the kids know everything we do all day everyday is take care of them. The world revolves around these kids. And it makes me bloody miserable. I have no life, no marriage basically, declining health, and poorly behaved kids. Yet my wife couldn’t give a shit less. To her, the kids are everything and F everything else.