My poor husband!! On days when he won’t be home until the early hours of the morning I tend to go to bed early with Imani. I take everything I need upstairs so I don’t need to come back down, get cosy and shut out the world, so it’s just Imani and I.
After dinner with my family in the evening, I came home, Imani was already in her pyjamas so I just needed to put her to bed, I did a 25min Yoga workout and then got myself ready for bed with a book.
Normally I drive myself potty checking everything is off, windows are shut etc etc #OCD before I go to bed and I’m pretty sure I did check everthing 🤔
Anyway my hubby said he’d be home around 4am, we spoke before he went on stage and then I settled under the duvet with a book whilst Imani slept peacefully next to me.
My hubby normally does the in the night nappy change if it’s required although she tends to wake for milk peacefully and then nod straight back off now but of course when daddy is away why give mummy a break?? So at around 3am there I was doing the nappy change and then back to bed we went.
Imani wakes every two hours through the night for milk like clockwork! She’s no trouble, she doesn’t make a sound other than her lips puckering up for milk, she feeds for no more than 15 minutes and off back to sleep she goes for another 2 hours. So I sleep very very lightly.
I’m in bed in my usual half asleep, half awake sleep state and the thought crept in my mind that the room seemed quite light! Wait, what time is it? Where’s my husband? Why isn’t he home yet? Mini panic mode set in and I shot up and grabbed my phone! I first see that it’s 6:50am and then I see 5 missed calls and two text messages from my husband and one with a lot of capital letters! Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!!!
The doorbell is ringing, I run down the stairs frantically holding my night gown together and see the chain on the front door! Nooooo I left the chain on the door and locked my husband out!!!! SHIT!
I open the door and there stands my exhausted husband literally speechless at my idiocy! Ohhhh he’s not very happy! He drags his feet upstairs whilst explaining that he’s been trying to get in since 4:15am, that he’s been ringing me and the doorbell. I’m trailing behind him, following him around semi shocked I did not hear a thing apologising profusely! “I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry, I can’t believe I didn’t hear the doorbell, I’m sooooooo sorry” this continues for a while!
Hubby gets into bed fully clothed, still cold from his intermittent sleep in the car and knocks out!
SHIT! How did I forget to leave the chain off the door when I check everything a million times, my phone was on silent (it’s been on silent since Imani was born 🙈) but how on earth did I not hear the doorbell when I hear the slightest change in breath from Imani!
Well I feel terribly guilty! It looks like I’m gonna be spending the rest of the day making it up to someone! 😬Ooooops! Forgive me!! 💕
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