Life in our house right now is very hard to deal with. We are struggling very much with money and bills. My husband makes a very good salary but we don't have enough money to pay bills and pay for all the other basics. I am very frugal. We don't get out, I coupon and we just don't spend much money. We just are not making it. I have very bad ppd and my husband also has depression issues. Plus we both take alot of different medicines and those are expensive. We are lucky to have medical insurance but the monthly charge and copay when up in May, so that is taking alot of our money. It feels like we are hanging on by a thread. I know our life could be worst and I probably should not be complaining but this is my blog and I need to just share my struggles and feelings.
MIL is very critical of us and she called last night. She was rude to husband and made him cry. MIL/FIL treat husband(their son) like he is a loser AND HE IS NOT!! This makes me so angry! They treat their 1st son husbands brother like he is gods gift to the world. When truthfully he is a jerk who thinks he is better then us. They make me so upset for the way my husband is treated by them, all of them. My husband is a wonderful man, husband, and father. He does his best to take care of us. He treats me so well and to see his own family act that way makes me want to scream.
Daughter most likely has ADHD. She is so hard to deal with at times. She is a big girl. Almost 5 ft tall at 5 yrs old. Also she is very overweight. I am taking her to doctors to find out what is going on. But this is a very upsetting situation. She is very smart and loving. She is very caring and wonderful. I love her very much. My family, ie my parents, are very critical of her and us. I am so tired of how much my mother criticizes us about daughter. There are times I just want to say "Shut the F*ck up Mom".
Baby boy is doing good. He has colic and crys all the time. This is so hard to deal with. He is getting very long. He has grown 9 inches in 6 months. He is such a sweet boy. I love him.
There are many times when my life feel like to much to handle. But Thank God I have a sweet little girl and baby boy to care for. They keep me alive.
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