He works third shift, sleeps during the day and is awake with us at night. I so rarely leave the house at night because it feels like he has no idea how to properly care for the kids. Tonight, I had to get some studying done, though, so I went to the library. I was gone for a grand total of 2 hours.
When I came home, the house was a mess (I expect that every time I leave for more than an hour), toys everywhere. The twins were already in bed, but he didn't turn on their sound machine or even close their door or turn off the lights in the hallway. They were just sitting in bed looking at me. So as soon as I turned on the machine and turned off lights, they crashed (it was 8pm, about 1/2 hour after bed time). Seriously, how hard is it to turn on a white noise machine or make sure that the room is dark so they can sleep? I do this EVERY night right in front of him. Also, no baths, no pajamas, and I seriously doubt they brushed teeth or took their vitamins, but I wasn't expecting any of that to happen.
Our son who is 5 was sitting up in the LR watching a show and drinking a giant glass of water. I cut him off from ALL liquids at 6pm every night otherwise he pees the bed. He's also supposed to go to bed at 7:30pm with the girls AND we don't watch tv after 6:30pm so they can wind down. Plus, no bath, I made him brush and take his vitamin. He wasn't even in pajamas.
But the absolute worst? Yeah, Asshole McGee apparently couldn't get his lazy fucking ass off the laptop long enough to change the twins' diapers before he laid them down. OMG. I fell asleep at 10:30, shortly after he left for work. The girls started fussing at 11:30 and went into a full scale rage after 10 minutes. Usually if they wake up they just fuss a bit and go back to sleep. So I check on them and...they have BOTH soaked their bed sheets and clothes. After I changed them, changed their sheets, and laid them back down with a little fuss water (which I NEVER do, but they were both beyond pissed), I go into the kitchen to toss the diapers, and yep, the garbage that I threw in there after dinner was still sitting right on top. No diapers.
Seriously, how fucking selfish do you have to be to just take your kids and chuck them into bed when you KNOW that a smallish amount of bed time routine will prevent all this? I feel like I'm trapped in the house even when he's here because he just has no idea how to take care of the kids. I hate throwing them off their routine but even more, I HATE that he just can't follow the relatively simple bed time routine we've established. It only takes me 20 minutes to get all three kids ready for bed. Then we take another 10 minutes to pick up toys, read books, pull out clothes for the next day, and then to sleep. It's 1/2 hour out of his night. Even if you don't do it all, at least do the bare minimum, which for me is brushing teeth, diaper change and pajamas, and turning off lights and turn on sound. It's not fair to them to just expect them to lay down and sleep with nothing that they are used to happening. And they rash out really easily, so I was shocked when I took off their soaked diapers to find no diaper rash as well.
UGH! UGH! UGH! I left him a seriously bitchy FB message and I fully intend to tear into him tomorrow morning. I'm just so sick of his laziness and selfishness. I might ask him once every other week to be alone with the kids and he ALWAYS fucks it up. Once I offered to leave a check list just to make sure he got even some of it, and he got all pissed and said he wasn't a child. Really?
Ok, end rant. Sorry. Just, bullshit is all.