Well, our first night without our baby in god knows how long. He decideds that we should go to the pub and shoot some pool. I think I already know how it will turn out, but hey, let my hair down and try to enjoy it and show him that I can still be fun (despite having a baby and also being pregnant atm).
As usual, he ends up playing pool with his work mates and some random guys. Which is fine. he is very social and loves to chat. But he says, right, one more game, then we will go. (like he has said many times before). i think, maybe he has learnt and he thinks in his head that "wow, first night without the baby in ages, she has been enjoying herself and now she is about ready to go, so one more game, then we will return home for some excellent love making and go to sleep together).
Nope, didn't happen. One more game turned into three. on the third, I just said to him, tell me you aren't racking them up for another game. "Yeah, we won". I just said "you can walk home then." And left and drove home. We are only about 10 min. walk away from the pub.
I just said that he can sleep in another bed and put something down first because our bedroom still wreeks of the last time he wet the bed on Wed night. He is still at the pub, not caring, playing his pool and I am once again, home alone. THIS time without my little baby.
I am so over it. Happens everytime. he always has to push it. Bet you he will be wetting himself again tonight. At least this time I don't have to wake up in it.