Anybody else tired of making sense of baby advice? I appreciate all the information I glean from books and websites but at the end of it all the answer is always the same --" there's no other baby like yours, so this information may not apply to you."
I'm sick of cleaning bottles. Especially the Dr Browns bottles. I didn't mind them at first, but now...
I wish DH would take the initiative and do them just once. Or even make up the bottles ahead of time. He would do it if I asked, but I hate that I have to ask, know what I mean??
I'm sick of cleaning bottles. Especially the Dr Browns bottles. I didn't mind them at first, but now...
I wish DH would take the initiative and do them just once. Or even make up the bottles ahead of time. He would do it if I asked, but I hate that I have to ask, know what I mean??
Yup, I feel you. SO is the same. Why must I always ask when you know it's something that I always have to do?!!! Just do it. Yeeeesh.
We're moving in July (our landlords unexpectedly aren't renewing our lease after telling us they would, which is another story altogether) and we're packing, and I hate it. Especially because my husband's family are packrats and they sent us a giant pod of their CRAP (furniture, all my husband's school records and toddler artwork, piles and piles of old papers and notes) last year. They KNEW we'd be moving, and they just didn't want the annoyance of throwing it away themselves. But we've packed a hundred boxes (I'm not even exaggerating, we've been numbering them) and our apartment looks almost exactly the same except with boxes everywhere.
I had my IUD inserted this past Friday. I havent had a period yet, but Ive been bleeding steadily the last 2 days. I dont know if this is my period or irritation from the IUD. Either way, bleeding sucks and Im not happy at all about having periods again. That is one thing I will miss about pregnancy!
Second one today. I hate this god forsaken town. I want to be done with it. I should be in the process of packing up. But now I'm stuck here til September at the latest. In a shifty job that can't even get back on the schedule after fucking me over and firing me right after Roo was born. Damn this city and it's shittyness. I want to be in Houston and I want to be planning a trip up to Boston.
I'm sick of cleaning bottles. Especially the Dr Browns bottles. I didn't mind them at first, but now...
I wish DH would take the initiative and do them just once. Or even make up the bottles ahead of time. He would do it if I asked, but I hate that I have to ask, know what I mean??
This doesn't get better with time. Five years and four kids later, DH still makes himself a meal and sits down to eat without thinking about whether or not the kids need to eat too. I always feed the kids before I prepare myself s plate. Mom vs dad mentality.
Second one today. I hate this god forsaken town. I want to be done with it. I should be in the process of packing up. But now I'm stuck here til September at the latest. In a shifty job that can't even get back on the schedule after fucking me over and firing me right after Roo was born. Damn this city and it's shittyness. I want to be in Houston and I want to be planning a trip up to Boston.
I was forced out of my job because I was pregnant. I was told "make sure you contact us when you're ready to come back to work after you have the babyand well be more than happy to have you back." I had added short term disability that year because I knew we were having a baby. I was like, no thank you Costco!
We're moving in July (our landlords unexpectedly aren't renewing our lease after telling us they would, which is another story altogether) and we're packing, and I hate it. Especially because my husband's family are packrats and they sent us a giant pod of their CRAP (furniture, all my husband's school records and toddler artwork, piles and piles of old papers and notes) last year. They KNEW we'd be moving, and they just didn't want the annoyance of throwing it away themselves. But we've packed a hundred boxes (I'm not even exaggerating, we've been numbering them) and our apartment looks almost exactly the same except with boxes everywhere.
Baby is really cute though. That helps!
I'm moving right now too. I have way too much stuff and I don't know what we will do if the moving truck doesn't fit it all.
Second one today. I hate this god forsaken town. I want to be done with it. I should be in the process of packing up. But now I'm stuck here til September at the latest. In a shifty job that can't even get back on the schedule after fucking me over and firing me right after Roo was born. Damn this city and it's shittyness. I want to be in Houston and I want to be planning a trip up to Boston.
What the...is firing a pregnant woman even legal?
Nope. Nowhere near legal. But the store manager gets to keep his job even though he did that to me and another girl who was also pregnant as well. He fired us on the same day. And hr turned around and made him reinstate us. I'm pretty sure he didn't get any repurcusions for it. I've made sure to do my best when I avoid him any time I need to go to the store and he's there.
I'm sick of cleaning bottles. Especially the Dr Browns bottles. I didn't mind them at first, but now...
I wish DH would take the initiative and do them just once. Or even make up the bottles ahead of time. He would do it if I asked, but I hate that I have to ask, know what I mean??
This doesn't get better with time. Five years and four kids later, DH still makes himself a meal and sits down to eat without thinking about whether or not the kids need to eat too. I always feed the kids before I prepare myself s plate. Mom vs dad mentality.
I was forced out of my job because I was pregnant. I was told "make sure you contact us when you're ready to come back to work after you have the babyand well be more than happy to have you back." I had added short term disability that year because I knew we were having a baby. I was like, no thank you Costco!
I remember a thread on this board about employees being bullied to quit. So unfair.
Got an email this morning from my ob/gyn's office, telling me I had a new message in my patient portal. It was a message letting me know my BMI is high. Really ob/gyn office? Really?? Im sure its just some automatic thing from when they recorded my weight last week, but again, really? Im 8 weeks PP, the baby weight isnt going to magically disappear. I dont need you to send me emails telling me Im fat!
Got an email this morning from my ob/gyn's office, telling me I had a new message in my patient portal. It was a message letting me know my BMI is high. Really ob/gyn office? Really?? Im sure its just some automatic thing from when they recorded my weight last week, but again, really? Im 8 weeks PP, the baby weight isnt going to magically disappear. I dont need you to send me emails telling me Im fat!
A day late. DH went back to work today and I get it he works long hours but seriously he comes home asking me to to things and get things for him as he sits in the couch. Really? I just took care of our son for the same amount of time (who has been fighting his sleep) and all I want is a few mins to shower, eat, use the restroom and a few mins to myself. Oh and he's gonna hear from me once he wakes up from his nap to go to bed. I told him i haven't been able to pump all the way because LO has been really fussy and all he's says is 'oh you'll get the hang of it don't worry'. Wtf how about 'here let me take him so you can pump'...
We're moving in July (our landlords unexpectedly aren't renewing our lease after telling us they would, which is another story altogether) and we're packing, and I hate it. Especially because my husband's family are packrats and they sent us a giant pod of their CRAP (furniture, all my husband's school records and toddler artwork, piles and piles of old papers and notes) last year. They KNEW we'd be moving, and they just didn't want the annoyance of throwing it away themselves. But we've packed a hundred boxes (I'm not even exaggerating, we've been numbering them) and our apartment looks almost exactly the same except with boxes everywhere.
A day late. DH went back to work today and I get it he works long hours but seriously he comes home asking me to to things and get things for him as he sits in the couch. Really? I just took care of our son for the same amount of time (who has been fighting his sleep) and all I want is a few mins to shower, eat, use the restroom and a few mins to myself. Oh and he's gonna hear from me once he wakes up from his nap to go to bed. I told him i haven't been able to pump all the way because LO has been really fussy and all he's says is 'oh you'll get the hang of it don't worry'. Wtf how about 'here let me take him so you can pump'...
Re: BFM - 5/30
I wish DH would take the initiative and do them just once. Or even make up the bottles ahead of time. He would do it if I asked, but I hate that I have to ask, know what I mean??
Baby is really cute though. That helps!
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