Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Thinking

While I was watching a show online today I was reminded of how our relationship used to be before Connor. I don't remember ever fighting, I mean we argued and bickered but never like we do now. It started when my hormones from just having a baby changed. When we would/do fight it gets to the point that I want him to feel pain. I have to stop myself from hitting him or throwing something at him. As much as I love him I don't like him too. I hate the way all he can talk about is video games and how he plays Runscape non stop he even gets up in the middle of the night just to play! He won't get a joint bank account because he thinks i will spend all the money! Ya on bills!!! I hate having to ask him for anything,  BUT there are a lot of good pints too!! when we first got pregnant he had a seasonal job that didn't pay great, but by the time Connor was born he had pushed himself to get 3 promotions and a month after Connor turned a year he got an even better promotion and moved up here to Modesto, we don't have a lot of money but we are doing ok, we are able to pay all of our bills and still have some extra money. plus they offer overtime since it's tax season. Did I mention he is an IRS employee? He is very dedicated to making sure we have a good life, sometimes I joke that I want a huge house and lots of money and he always replies "I'm trying" lol. He's great with Connor and it's so awesome to watch them play together! As much as he makes me angry he makes me happy at the same time. He was my first serious long term relationship I was only 19 when i got pregnant and as much as I acted like an adult I'm not sure I was totally ready for a baby!  Yes I can admit that I should have waited a few years to have him but oh well! I love him to pieces anyway I may not be the best mother but I think I'm a pretty good one, my 2 year old can say and knows all his ABC's even when you mix them up or ask him to pick random letter he can, and most of the time he's happy!

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