Got home yesterday and the kids didn't finish their chores like they were supposed to. I debated whether to call H and tell him as he asked me to do when he doesn't go check. I didn't want him to think I was working with him so I called him. Needless to say, the girls got some things taken away from them.
I told him it wasn't fair that I had to deal with them fussing about it while he was off having a good time. He told me to just tell them to deal with it. They knew the consequences when they didn't do them. He even gave them a second chance last week.
I felt so bad about it that I went and cleaned my own room really good. (Therapy) I was upset because they were upset. I hate punishing them but I know you have to in order to teach them right from wrong. He is the one who dealt the punishment, why do I feel like the bad guy here?
Tomorrow is the 4th and it will be the first holiday I will be spending without my kids. A part of me doesn't mind because I don't enjoy going and watching the fireworks but the other part hates being away from them while they are having "fun" with their dad all day. I just wish we could be a family again and do things together.
