Sacrifices

So, let me bounce this off you, and you tell me if I am crazy: I believe that when you become a parent, there are some things that you sacrifice. Like, jetting off to the movies whenever you want. Certainly, getting a baby sitter sometimes is just fine, but if the baby is screaming in the other room, do I leave him or do I stay?

DH may be mad at me for not going to the movies with him and DSD tonight. I hadn't agreed ahead of time; I said it would depend on the baby. I let him nap a little longer than I had planned for his last nap of the day (I fell asleep, as he was up all night), so he went down a little later than normal, and DH needed to leave to make the movie. The in laws were all set to watch Oliver, and there was a chance he was going to go down by himself anyways (not crying, just rolling around and moaning), but you never know. And seeing as how he won't take a bottle, what do I do? Leave and risk he cries, hungry and over tired, until I return?

I insisted on staying and making sure he went down. MIL said they could get him up and feed him baby food if he was hungry, and play with him if he wouldn't sleep. But then he would be over tired and would be up all night for me again. Yes, I really, really wanted to go see this movie (Journey to the Center of the Earth in 3D!), but to me, being a parent means sometimes sacrificing those kinds of things. Which neither DH nor the in laws seem to understand/agree with.

So, am I nuts? It isn't an issue of trust, it's an issue of me taking care of my baby. MIL had a talk with me last night, and without intending to do so, made me feel pretty crappy. They feel I do not trust them to watch the baby, which is untrue. I'm not going to leave a screaming baby with anyone, especially if it may be because he is hungry - and I'm the only one who can feed him. Part of me says I need to let go, but at the same time, he is my responsibility, and I will not burden anyone with him either. And is there any way to make DH understand?

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