As I've mentioned in other blogs, my in-laws are visiting. We picked up SD9 last night & we out to dinner with his parents (more on that in another blog). My husband also invited them to breakfast this morning, which is fine, especially since my husband is making pancakes. So all I have to do it make sure the table is clean & set & clean up after his pancake making mess.

So this morning I get up early because I'm pet-sitting, plus I have errands to run that I haven't had time for all week. When I left the house my husband was up. So I get back over an hour later & NOTHING has been done. There's a huge pile of dishes in the sink (not from me!), the counter is dirty, etc. His parents will be here in less than an hour & he's just now doing dishes. I was expecting him to have the sink empty at least so I could come home & clean the rest. I was hoping to also make some muffins, but now it's too late. Grrr! I just hate it because I look like the lazy one that doesn't like to cook. No one tells me what his parents like to eat or how often they will be eating at our house, so we run out of the stuff they like & who looks bad? ME!!! Why isn't my husband capable of going to the damn store? Why is it always on ME?! I'm so annoyed.

Add to this that my husband & I had a fight last night. Gee, what about, Squeegie? Why, BM of course! I made the mistake of mentioning a few oddities from picking up SD9 last night & then it opened the flood gates into arguing about how we disagree on certain things pertaining to BM. So now I can officially say that I AM DONE!!! I told my husband that I am not mentioning anything to do with BM anymore. I will come on here & complain about it instead. I will not mention her name or anything to do with this whole messed up situation. I will not comment on what SD9 wears from BM's. I will not say a damn thing. And I certainly will not ask SD9 anything about her new school or anything at BM's. It's not going to be easy to keep my big mouth shut, but unless I want constant fights over that disgusting moron, I have to bite my tongue. The only thing that matters right now is the baby that is growing inside me. I am his/her mother. While I care for SD9, I feel like we've already lost her to BM. It's just a gut feeling. And I'm at peace with that.