Holy Crap

It's 4:18 in the afternoon. It's the first time I'm eating today. I'm shaky and on edge. Today started off good...I went to my cousin Marsha's house for a visit. I got home around noon and James was laying on the couch. Not doign anything, I asked him to feed Jaela so that I could clean the kitchen. Nope...that lasted about a couple minutes. He couldn't play with her. He couldn't watch her. "why can't you leave her on the floor and do your work"?!?!!? She gets into everything. I can't be in the freaking kitchen and leave her in the living room. So James went outside around 1. It's 4 freaking 20 now. Jaela has been cranky, crying and not sleeping since we got home. She hasn't napped yet, and just screams when I put her down. I've been trying to tidy up, cook dinner, do dishes while holding her. I put her down for a nap, for the second time, she's still screaming...yelling really and hard. He's not working tonight, but he may as well be. He's no help when he's here. Frick. I just wanna cry.