The Sickness


The Twins and I have some sort if sinus thing, and it is AWFUL. I thought it was allergies, but I woke up with a fever this morning. B2 is a pretty easy going kid no matter what’s going on with him so he just needs some extra nap time through out the day when he’s sick and he gets back to himself pretty quickly. B1, on the other hand… 

Oh my sweet baby boy, B1 needs his mama EVERY SINGLE WAKING SECOND when he’s not feeling well. He has not stopped hanging on me all day, which is normally not too big of an issue. I know they won’t be little forever, and I’m enjoying tending them especially since they’re my last babies. When all I want to do is sleep, my body aches, and I feel like dirt? Carting around an additional, snotty nosed, wiggly 20lbs of feverish baby isn’t very much fun. I’m very thankful that they both don’t become super clingy when they’re sick. I don’t think I would survive lol. 

In the midst of all of that frivolity, Little has decided that she is going to lie about everything. It’s part of the transition from toddler to preschooler, and developmentally right on track. It’s just rubbing me the wrong way at the moment since I’m dealing with other areas of dishonesty in my life. Hubs and I are slowly working things out. Every SO SLOWLY, but working things out none the less. 

His biggest issue is telling white lies, all the time, about everything. Literally, everything. He never tells me how he actually feels, and makes stuff up that he thinks I want to hear. In doing that he sells himself and his own emotions short which builds up emotional pressure until he explodes at me and tries to blame me for not listening. Although it’s quite difficult to listen to someone who isn’t talking. Which is why we fight and argue annually, apparently. He can only “put up with it for so long”. *throws arms up*

I might be feisty, outspoken, and stubborn but I’m not some delicate waif who can’t take the honest truth. Even if it hurts, I can take it lol. I’ve tried to explain that to Hubs a million times and he still prefers to be “polite” and dishonest. Uuuuuuuuuuugh… I don’t get it. There are ways to tell people really crappy ugly truths in a kind and gentle manor. It doesn’t have to be combative, or threatening. Being “polite” and lying all the time is just stupid. 

Then he wonders why I never take him at his word. REALLY?? Really?? “I’m going to lie to you about just about everything, but when I am telling the truth I expect you to believe it without questioning me!” This is my husband, and our biggest marital issue. I just want him to be honest with me, even if it’s ugly. Just tell me already. 

He said he’ll work on it. I wish I could believe him.