tiredmommy
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So Friday morning I woke up with terrible neck/shoulder pain; I must have slept wrong because it felt like a pinched nerve and muscle spasms. I didn't do too much that morning other than ice it, stretch and hope the Motrin would kick in. It finally did and, while it still hurt, I was able to take Duckie to several thrift stores to look for shoes for the play she's in. We got in later than I planned because I was moving slowly and thankfully husband had dinner on the table so I could sit. I took Duckie to friend's house for a little while and came home to collapse. I couldn't fall asleep until 4am because the muscle spasms were back.
That takes us to yesterday. The house was trashed (which I hate) and we had plans to go to a picnic for a little while. We picked up most of the clutter and were on our way but the house seriously needed a good dusting and vacuum due to the kitty hair. Duckie said she'd help when we got home with either making dinner or cleaning (I got to choose). I chose that I would clean and she would cook because she still has a hard time doing a good job with the vacuum.
So she decided to make tomato soup, mac & cheese and baby carrots. Not the best meal, maybe, but she's cooking. I was in the kitchen cleaning and supervising the entire process. So in comes husband... starts giving her directions, critiquing what she's doing and he starts to take over. She gets angry (I don't blame her) and he gets more pushy about "helping". I step in and say "Three in the kitchen is too many" and ask for his help setting the table. Here's the thing that really upsets me, though: he doesn't understand that he was undermining her by stepping on Duckie's toes. She offered to help, made a plan and was executing it. Isn't that good enough for a ten year old? Plus, there was an adult in the room. Jeez!
That takes us to yesterday. The house was trashed (which I hate) and we had plans to go to a picnic for a little while. We picked up most of the clutter and were on our way but the house seriously needed a good dusting and vacuum due to the kitty hair. Duckie said she'd help when we got home with either making dinner or cleaning (I got to choose). I chose that I would clean and she would cook because she still has a hard time doing a good job with the vacuum.
So she decided to make tomato soup, mac & cheese and baby carrots. Not the best meal, maybe, but she's cooking. I was in the kitchen cleaning and supervising the entire process. So in comes husband... starts giving her directions, critiquing what she's doing and he starts to take over. She gets angry (I don't blame her) and he gets more pushy about "helping". I step in and say "Three in the kitchen is too many" and ask for his help setting the table. Here's the thing that really upsets me, though: he doesn't understand that he was undermining her by stepping on Duckie's toes. She offered to help, made a plan and was executing it. Isn't that good enough for a ten year old? Plus, there was an adult in the room. Jeez!