Am I a killjoy?
So it was yesterday when I went back to our own home, to my grandparents' home. I decided to go there for the reason that I was mad with my boyfriend. You know sometimes I hate him for being so insensitive and immature. I know he's younger than me but he's a father now so he should have that maturity of a father. But nah, I think he still doesn't have that 100% because he would refuse to not attend whenever his highschool friends come over like duh? Can't they understand that my boyfriend is a father now and has a lot of responsibilities. They can't just come over here and tell my boyfriend to go with them just because they will have foodtrip and drinks. Forgive me for being so mad about this. I don't have problems when it comes to friends. Friends are part of our lives but they should know their place.
What makes me more mad is that my boyfriend doesn't know how to refuse them. He already know that I need help in taking care of Clea because I need to rest too. The work between us should be equal since he's not working yet so he must take part in taking care of Clea because he's the father. But when these classmates of him went here he can't help me anymore because of course he need to entertain them. Plus, they will have drinks too and as a result, he won't be able to carry Clea since the smell of the alcohol will surely be in his body.
So what's the ending, I won't be able to rest since no one here in their home would carry Clea so I can rest. Yes his family help me nurse Clea but just for a short time unlike in our own home where my grandparents, sisters and aunties would nurse Clea while I am sleeping.
Going back, we went home yesterday and let Clea's father enjoy with his friends (friends na parang walang common sense). When it was 4 in the afternoon, my boyfriend's dad went to our home to pick us up but I told him we will not go home that day. Well, I just want to teach my boyfriend a lesson. Evening came and my boyfriend just showed up in our home. I told him he should go because my anger would intensify seeing him. But, he didn't listen and just slept with us there in our home. I didn't let him sleep in peace tho. I kept on scolding him (in a low tone of voice or calm way) but he didn't answered anyway. I told him he should grow up and learn to say no because if not, then I don't have a reason to stay with him. Taking care of Clea should be divided within the two of us. It doesn't that I am the mother then I would do all the work. If he doesn't like my ways then he's free to leave.
Am I a killjoy?
This afternoon, my boyfriend's family went to a relative's house because it's fiesta in there. They ask me if we will go them but I gave them a big, fat NO. Why? First, it's because it's already evening and I don't like Clea to travel during night time. Second, I don't want to be in a place where there's a lot of people because Clea might get infected with flu in case there's someone there who's sick or who has cough and colds. Third, I will just be tired there carrying Clea and feeding her while the rest of them are enjoying. Last, they won't help me at all. So why would I go when I just can stay and be at ease at home. Gosh! I don't want people to see my booby as I feed Clea. Lol.
Can I be called a killjoy because I refuse to go? Well if they felt I am then so be it. I am only doing what's best for Clea and for me.
At this moment, they're not here anymore and it's me, my boyfriend and Clea at home. Ah, I can now enjoy my peace.
To moms out there, would you have the same decision as mine? Are you a killjoy too? ๐
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I agree with what most commented. I can see one of my brothers in your boyfriend and I feel you. Give him time. Maturity doesn't come the same way with everyone. Just don't forget to keep reminding him of his responsibilities and be more thoughtful of your situation and your baby.