I am not a good little wife

I am not a good wife. I don't like cooking and cleaning and taking care of the kids by myself. I HATE that Eric has to go to Vegas for the next 4 days and I have to be here alone. I love my kids, and love spending time with them, but I like to have the option of someone else changing the diapers or making the breakfast. Let's face it, you all know Eric gets up with the baby at night so I can sleep, which means 4 nights of me jumping up at any noise. I'm not looking forward to any of it. I have the clothes laid out, the lunches laid out, easy dinners planned, but still, I'm crabby. I wouldn't make it as a single mom. I guess he knows I'll never leave him. Stupid work trips. At least next weekend is mother's day so he'll make it up to me. I do get some peace of mind in the fact that he goes every year, to the same place, with the same people, and gets almost no free time, but still, it's freaking Vegas. ARGH!

Sick Days

So, I've been sick all week. I didn't call into work because we're super busy. I've suffered through it. And today, on the one day I really wanted to go to work, my sitter is stick. I guess I now know the beauty of organized daycare, they can't call in sick. Sure, you pay more, but there is not call at 6:30 and a scramble to search for someone to come in, only to realize everyone you know has a JOB. So, I'm home. Eric has some fancy meeting he needs to be at all week, so even though it's his turn, and I'm missing my super fun lunch (that might be a stretch) I'm home. I'm surprisingly not mad at him, I knew he had this meeting, but still I'm a little salty this morning. I like spending the day with the kiddles, but I've already emailed into work with the things I was supposed to accomplish today and I'm sure I'll come up with more. What to do with a completely free day, hmmmm. Why don't they just let you bring your kids to work. You'd think a day with me and a baby is better than me not being there at all. She sleeps.