So far, so good! I've been stepping back all morning, letting Mike take care of Spencer. Well, letting is probably not the right word, forcing is more like it. Spencer's cool with it, Mike is not. He's all pissed off this morning because the house is messy. There are toys and mail strewn about, etc. He's "tired of cleaning up after" me. Whatever. If it weren't the house being messy, it would be something else. He'd find something to be upset about. He's just one of those people that choses to be miserable. I choose (for the most part, there ARE things beyond my control) to be happy. And he's on anti-depressants. He has to work hard to be so unhappy, but where there's a will, there's a way :oP.

Oh, and I said last night that I would get up with Rachel and when she goes back down, so would I and Mike could get up with Spencer. Well, Spencer woke up bright and early at 6 (gasp!!). Mike woke up about 15 minutes into Spencer's usual morning noise making, asked if it was time for him to get up yet and went back to sleep when I said no. Meanwhile, I continued to listen to Spencer and about 15 more minutes later told Mike it was time for him to get up. About 10 minutes after that, Rachel woke up. I fed her, played with her and put her back to bed, like usual, just a little later. Then I went back to bed. I'd been awake since 6, though not out of bed for that long. Mike had the nerve to try to make me feel bad about going back to bed!!!!!! He had the whole god-damned weekend off last weekend. Didn't do jack-shit, which is honestly fine. However, to get shitty with me because I laid back down for a whole half-a-fucking-hour???????? And then when Rachel woke up, I heard him go in her room and say, 'your mommy will be in in just a minute', which he knew I would hear in the monitor, and then leave her crying for me to go get her. God forbid he should take care of both kids for 2 minutes. Jackass!!!!