I thought I was "lucky" that my hair stylist come to my house, well last night I was proven wrong.
My MIL went out of town yesterday and my DH took her to the airport leaving my FIL with me at our house...I love the guy but an hour with him seems like a lifetime. He complains about everything and has an opinion about everything. With trying to get SS6 to school and keeping it quiet so my 8 month old daughter can nap, it was a little chaotic to say the least. My FIL has to have to surround sound blasting and I can't stand it, but he is a guest.
All day I was dreaming about how good I was going to feel while getting my hair done. It was going to be so relaxing...Boy was I wrong. 5 minutes in to the process, DH tell me "I need to go to the store to get olive oil" (BTW thursday nights we have both his kids) I tell him now is not the time because I can not watch our 8 month old daughter while I am getting my hair colored. DH says "oh don't worry my dad is playing with them, I'll be back in 20 minutes" So I try not to worry and go back to talking with my stylist, who is also a close friend, and for about 5 minutes all I could hear were the kids playing with papa.
Then I hear this god awful crash in the next room where they are and I hear my 8 month old daughter crying. I leaped up and ran around the corner to find my FIL twisted on the floor behind my daughter. SD8 is going for best dramatic scene award and SS6 is just sitting there staring at papa. I ran and scooped up my baby and asked "what happened!?" I get blank stares from everyone...Finally FIL says "I was helping SD8 do a headstand and I felt the baby at my feet and I didn't want to step on her so I had to jump backwards over her."
I had no words. I was trying to look at my baby to see if she was hurt but she didn't want to be away from my body long enough for me to look at her. She just wanted to be held. I looked down at SD8, who was at my feet, and she was hugging her legs and rocking back and forth and shaking her head. Um, I didn't see it but I am pretty sure SD8 was not hurt.
SS6 started jumping at the baby and making her laugh instead of cry, which was sweet, so I thought I could put her down and go back to getting my hair done. Nope. The instant I put her down she started crying again. So there I was getting my hair colored with my 8 month old daughter in my lap.
On a side note: FIL is practically a cripple with as many back surgeries he has had. He has a pain pump inserted directly into his body that delivers a constant flow of a very powerful narcotic. Oh and he drinks beer all day. So needless to say I don't leave him alone with my daughter because everyone knows he is addicted to more than one substance.
DH comes home about 15 minutes later and asks why I am holding the baby. I say "well there was an incident and she wouldn't let me put her down." He asks "what happened?" I say, "someone fell over her." He asked, "A big someone?" I say, "Yep." DH asks his dad if he is okay. FIL replies, "yes but I really hurt myself, I'll be paying for that for a while."
I was so enraged that it even happened in the first place!! especially when I found out that FIL was helping SD8 do a headstand and the baby found that interesting so crawled over there and that's how it happened. SD8 knows we do not do her gymnastics crap in the house.
Later I got in the shower to "cool" off and the water goes ice cold because someone has the hot water on downstairs. So, I wrapped a towel around myself and went to the top of the stairs and what do I see? DH has the faucet as hot as it will go and he is on the other side of the kitchen!! I asked DH, "hey um, do ya mind turning off the water so I can have at least a luke warm shower?" He turns it off and I go back to showering. DH come in and asks "what's wrong?" right when I am trying to tell him, the water goes ice cold AGAIN! It was his dad this time.
So I am still frustrated because I have not had the chance to talk to DH about yesterday. Also DH switched weekends with BM so last weekend we had SS6 and this weekend we'll have SD8 and next weekend we get both together. I relief in sight for at least 3 weeks...