Tomorrow will be better

Today was an annoying day to say the least. I went shopping with Anna yesterday and bought me some jeans. The woman TOLD me they will not shrink, so I took her word. I came home and washed them-they shrunk! I was pretty upset and got discouraged...again. The Hubs and I took them back and swapped them out for the next size up, so they can shrink to the size I am. Whoooo-not.

 As most of you know, I do not get a long with my MIL.She was in town a few weeks ago-faked a panic attack to get the Hub's attention because she wasn't getting it (long story, but it turned out she didn't even have one). Well, she has caused marital problems with he and I, so he isn't having anything to do with her for a while to work on US because she is literally--crazy. Today, she sent a "perfect written" text to Christian saying how she fell and she thought she broke her arm. What does he do? He gives in...again...which is kind of understandable. If you fall and hurt your arm...you would call, right? Not text. I personally think she did it for attention again because she hasn't gotten attention from the Hubs in a week. Why strive for attention in the most stupid way? If I were Kourtney Kardashian, I would say, "Psycho." ...stupid.

  Tomorrow, I am going to the Hospital to have blood drawn for insurance crap with the Hubs work. I'm not looking forward to it at all and am scared to death. I don't mind having my blood drawn, but I am paranoid for whatever the reason. Bentley will be going with...another way to mess up Bentley's sleep schedule.

  I put Bentley down tonight at 9 **yay!** and was finally relieved that he went to sleep. Not 15 minutes into me time, the Hubs wakes him up. Now, I get upset when people have no respect for Bentley sleeping-it's all about them. Well, he doesn't even care that he was asleep and woke him up by talking loud! When Bentley wakes up-he's up. I get him out of the crib and rock him as he cries. When he doesn't sleep-I stress. I cried as he cried tonight-stressing about how I can't seem to get him to rest and I can't rest. I feel like it's only me that tries so hard with him and his schedule. I like it when the Hubs is on shift and family is at work-just Bentley and I. Days like that is perfect because he knows his routine. I've been on the emotional side lately, don't know why. Sometimes I think maybe post pardon, but I don't think thats it. I really don't know, but I do know that my hormones are out of wack.

  I'm so proud of my brother, Ben. He is making something of himself and starting his career early. He finished his 1152 firefighter class and first responder. He's growing into a grown man and I hate it! I wish he could have stayed small forever like Bentley :( He's the best brother and wonderful Uncle. Love ya Gilligan and congrats!

Well, I think I am going to go hop in the shower and hit the hay early tonight. Ya'll have a good night!


Megan