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slwprincess
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VENT HERE
slwprincess
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I need to let it out so here goes... Ever have one of those phases where it feels like everything that you try to do just blows up in your face? You know, where the simplest things become a complete PITA and just cost more and more time and money and it all seems to all happen at one time? I'm having that right now. There has been our old car that just kept breaking everytime we "fixed" it until I finally had enough and just told my nephew it's his- come and get it and we bought a new one. There was the BRU screw up last night- not huge, but annoying. Then Sophie was not so cooperative for her REPEAT 3D U/S (as in, last chance and she wouldn't move her hands).
Then the big one today, our hardwoods were supposed to be installed for our upstairs landing. It's a landing people- 88 sq feet and a floating floor. Nothing major- this should be EASY. Those guys on HGTV do it in an hour, right? And I hired a pro- so I'm expecting this to be a breeze and have a new floor before DH gets home from work. Before he even takes up the carpet, the installer started talking about having to put down concrete to level it out 
and I immediately said- no way, not till my brother gets here to look at it. My brother comes in and fires the installer in about 30 seconds and then yells at me for going to Home Depot instead of calling him. Great... now my carpet has been ripped up and I have no floors and my brother wants me to make him and one of his "associates" some lunch- SERIOUSLY? So yeah, I love him and all- but dayum I just made him my last thing of tacos so what am I going to feed my husband and child tonight?
Oh and I am suddenly majorly stressing out about this pregnancy. Not sure where its coming from- I'm usually way more level headed than this, but I can't stop worrying about reduced fetal movement, and low lying placentas, and I don't want to go to the NICU again. And December is ummmm a busy time, how the hell did I think this was a good time of year to have a baby? I can't even make a damn decision about when to see Santa and it's September. Did I mention that after this weekend, our calendar is completely full every weekend until November. NOVEMBER?!!! I know I need to take a deep breath and relax but I can't b/c my ginormous baby is already pushing on my lungs and I sound like Darth Vader and I'm not even that far along yet!
OK, I'm done... feel free to chime in.
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Re: VENT HERE
DH got rear-ended last Friday and his car was totaled. Thank God he walked away from it after a trip to the hospital to make sure all was ok. The car was leased. Apparently, due to GA insurance law (DH is an underwriter and we've already confirmed everything with our agent so we know it's a fact) all they have to do is basically give us the value of the car as it is now. If the value of the car is less than what the payoff of the lease is, we have to fork over the cash to payoff the lease for the old car. Oh yeah...and find whatever money that is up our butts to put as a down payment for a new car. You know, by Tuesday when we have to return the rental car that the other insurance company is paying for.
Our @!&!&#! rental house is still isn't sold although we do have a buyer. Trying to sell it short sale and DH has two mortgages on it. Well, a mortgage and a line of credit. We're probably going to have to pay to get rid of it. Yeah, thanks ex-wife of DH. That was a really smart investment you talked DH into.
Let's see, what else. Oh yeah, our mortgage on our house is going up $300.
This effing week sucks. We're going to have to cash out DH's 401k, on top of the stock that we already cashed out to buy a new car as well as get rid of the rental house. We're going to be left with nothing except debt and we'll have to start saving all over again.
And the ironic part, if he had gotten hurt, we wouldn't have this problem. Or if he was driving my car, we wouldn't have this problem since we own it outright. I know we're so blessed that he wasn't hurt and I truly don't know what I would have done if he had been hurt but seriously! He was the one who was hit and is also the only one in this getting screwed!
Can I say it again? This effing week sucks!
I'm so stressed about the daycare situation when we move back to Atlanta. Until DH gets a job, I can't commit to anything full-time, but if I don't commit soon--we won't have a spot for Alec..vicious cycle.
Plus I've been busy selling everything that isn't nailed down on craigslist mainly because I want to condense. Sucky thing is DH is turning into a closet hoarder. He doesn't want to get rid of anything. I hate having unused crap!!
Thank you for this post. I need to get a few things off my chest:
Dh's traveling schedule has picked up. Starting next week, he'll be gone for every week (except for one) between now and the end of October. He will also be gone during several weekends. This is my favorite time of year and I was really looking forward to doing family things on the weekends in September and October and now it looks like we won't be able to do a lot of what was planned.
Also, dh has to go to a conference at the end of October in Paris. He wanted me to join him. I was really excited about this, but we can't find anyone to watch the boys. My mom is willing to take off a couple of days from school to watch them. Our ils haven't even offered. What's funny is that my co-worker said that she'll keep the boys. We are very close and I'm fine with her keeping them, but it's sad that a family member, especially my ils, aren't willing to step up. I truly don't understand my ils.
Finally, we have had a house guest (a German ex-co-worker of my dh) staying the week with us. This is my dh's fault. While in Germany a few months ago, dh told the guy, "hey, if you are ever in Georgia, stay with us." Thanks, dh!! Sure enough, the German guy calls and tells dh he's coming and wants to stay with us. What are you going to do? So he's been with us for a week now. Nice guy, but super annoying. He's constantly wanting to clean my house and he also seems a little too obsessed with my boys. Fortunately, he's flying home tomorrow.
My ILs are here for 2 weeks. While they are good with ds, my mil wears enough perfume that it stays in our house for months. It is making me sick as I am already sensitive to smells.
My fil asked my friend today if she was expressing her breastmilk so others could help feed her 1 month old baby. The inappropriateness of this is standard in his life. I was horrified.
My dh has been looking for a job for 2 years come Sept 23. He has 3 months left on his MBA and then he needs to find something, I am running out of patience and hope and he will go crazy not having anything to do. I am so over this stupid fu*ck*ing economy.
I am extremely thankful to have a job, but I am so tired of being so busy and stressed. I am sick of this project from hell that I am working on. Seriously, I have been working at night after H goes to bed and some weekends for at least 2 - 3 months. It is really wearing me down and I think about it all the time. I sometimes have trouble falling asleep at night now b/c of this. I feel like it has taken over my life. I just want it to be done!
My Dad.. yeah. Every time I talk to him to now, all I get is lectures. The funny thing is that they aren't really relevant and it's the same speech every freaking time. I don't want a freaking lecturer, I want my Dad. When I called to tell him about Hailey's cardiologist appt, he launched into his schpill and it freaking drove me crazy. Plus during his lectures I can hear my stepmom chiming in the background telling him what to say. Sometimes, I really want to tell them to shut the f up.
DH's new boss is a complete B. I can't even begin to explain this pycho, nutty, heartless woman.
My IL's are freaking nutty. They always complain they never to get to watch Hailey, yet the few times we ask them they balk or make excuses. Stop your freaking whining then!
Yay, it's not been pretty here either!
First off, our explorer is gone gone gone! Salvage yard it is and we have to buy a new car. We have no cash for this since we just brought my mom's old lexus rx from her. Right now we're borrowing my dad's 98 F-150 and dh is driving it back and forth. Dh is up for promotion and bonus at the end of october and he better get both or we're screwed. It sucks only having one car I can drive and that Bailey can ride in.
Secondly, my son screaming and clawed at my neck yesterday when I dropped him off at PMO whcih in turned mine me cry all the way to the car.
Oh and my sciatic nerve is MAJORLY acting up. I can't sit, can't stand, can't walk, can't sleep. I'm in so much pain and there is no relieft for another 4 weeks when I have my c/s.
I just wish my 4 month old would take a freaking bottle so I could leave the house for more than 2.5 hours and not have to schedule my conference calls around her eating times. Nursing is great and all but not 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I NEED A BREAK. and yes I have tried every bottle, every nipple, different temperatures, every visitor that comes to my house has tried. She is such a good baby but only likes the boob. It is really frustrating.
Thanks, I feel better just getting that off my chest (no pun intended).
I'm not over here but much but I thought I would join in and relieve some stress.
At my Dr. appointment on Wednesday my weight had not changed (hasn't in 4 weeks) and my belly only measured 33cm (Dr. office has me at 37 weeks). The Dr. was not really concerned and said they may schedule me for an ultrasound next week.
I'm rotating around to different dr.'s so I thought maybe this Dr. didn't want to schedule an ultrasound for another dr.'s patient. Also, I never ask what my belly measurement is so I really had nothing to compare to.
After thinking about it more I called the nurse for my dr. and told her I was concerned. She pulled my chart and says "the baby hasn't grown in 4 weeks (belly measured 33cm for 4 weeks and weight has not increased), we are scheduling you for an ultrasound next week."
Would have been nice if one of these other Dr.'s would have said something in the past 4 weeks. They always say everything looks good even though I've only gained 17 pounds this entire pregnancy.
I'm sure everything is fine it is just frustrating when dr.'s don't spend time with you or brush things off. Hopefully the ultrasound shows some growth. In the meantime I'm stopping at CFA for a daily milkshake.
Anyone experience anything similar with the baby measuring so far behind late in pregnancy? Did they induce you?
I gained less than 20 lbs with my first pregnancy. I think your weight gain is not the issue, and your belly probably is fine, but it is good they are doing an u/s. I would not want to be induced unless there is a big problem with the baby, you want your baby to be able to stay in as long as possible.
Uh, let's see. I have been working 12-14 hour days for months. I'm exhausted and stressed out about work 24/7 and it is taking its toll. I'm losing weight, can't eat, can't sleep, and I I think I have an ulcer from worrying. In a couple of months I'm not even going to have a job since I took a voluntary package so I'm even MORE stressed out. Then I bombed a 3rd round interview last week and they won't even call me back and tell me if I got it or I'm out of the running (like I think), so add that to my stress. Oh yeah and DH is working every weekend til Thanksgiving except 2.
Thanks. I needed that.
1) I feel like I am living the movie groundhog day. Life recently has been one never ending Saturday. I love spending time at home with my little family but holy crap I have had enough!!! I am dying for the day where I will be the SAHM that kisses her husband goodbye and hands him a travel mug of coffee, then takes the preschooler to school so I can come home and get something accomplished. This economy SUCKS, thus the job market sucks and it feels like this current interview process is taking FOREFFINGEVER!!
2) My MIL is such a selfish B!tch. She is so rude to my dh and she acts like we are irresponsible 12 yr olds. We are not traveling for the holidays this year and we made this CRYSTAL clear last year that we will be here and they are welcome to come for their respective holidays. We have not spent one holiday at home in our house since 2006, when we bought our house and it's time for you to come to us. I am NOT going to cram into a tiny guest bedroom with a 2 yr old who can climb out of a PNP. I get NO help from them with Colin when we are there and I am just not going to schlep there this yr. My parents are coming for TG, which I am so thankful for. The other side of this coin is that we are living off of our savings at the moment and we will not have the $ to travel. They have been here less than 5 times since C was born and that includes the excruciatingly painful week she stayed with us to 'help' with the baby. So stop guilt tripping your son who you are obnoxious to anyway on a regular basis. It's SEPTEMBER and she is already starting with us. My foot is planted firmly.
Ok I think I am done.
I am very happy to go prn at my job once this baby is born. However, I am not happy about the fact that I will have to pay back at least 15k in scholarship money that the hospital gave me - immediately, in cash. This really blows b/c I know of someone who I work with who was able to go PT and just extended their contract (the same contract I have). There was no way I can work 3 12 hr night shifts a week with a newborn and a husband who is gone at least 3 days a week.
This may not be so bad if we hadn't spent 7k to fix our electrical system which was totally jacked. And I haven't been able to work since 25 weeks which means income lost + each month I would have worked would have taken $1500 off my scholarship repayment.
DH schedules at work suck and will not get better. The airline he works for is managed by morons and his schedules are worse than they were 5 years ago. He is very senior and yet his schedules just keep getting worse. God forbid he have a schedule where he could actually come home every night while his wife is PG and on bedrest. Oh, they have to give him FMLA for the birth, but will not let him use his vacation or let him use his sick time - so we will lose at least a quarter of his paycheck for the month. Nice. I am terrified that I am going to have this baby while he is OOT and can't get back.
And I bet if he flys back b/c I am in labor, the airline will refuse to let him use his benefits and make him pay for a ticket. The management is just nasty like that.
DH has to go out of town for work for 3 days when I will be 38 weeks pg. I initially told him I was fine with it as long as his work agreed to pay whatever it cost to get him home ASAP if needed, but now I am starting to really freak out. To make matters work, this is over a full moon, and I have had an L&D nurse + 2 pediatricians tell me in the past week how many more babies are born during a full moon. The thought of having to go through *any* part of labor without him terrifies me, but I will NEVER forgive myself (and he won't either) if he somehow misses the birth of our first child
As if that isn't bad enough, it also looks like he will have to be in Germany for at least a week for work at the end of October. I am due 10/10. The idea of having to deal with a 3 week old by myself for 1-2 weeks also terrifies me and it pisses me off that his work would even consider that this was acceptable.
I am seriously thinking of renting space at the Dr's office. Since Wes has been born he has had 5 yes FIVE ear infections of his 7 months of life. We were all really sick 3 weeks ago and we have been off antibiotics for a little over a week. The running noses started again this week and Wes has not been his easy self. So I take them back to the Dr today to save us $$ instead of going to CHOA. So glad I did because the ear infections are still there! Wes now has a double and Nate still has his one. So back on antibiotics. We have dished out so much $$ this past 2 months with medical bills that it is hurting. What would I do if I didn't have insurance?!?!?!
Then there is me. I am beyond frustrated. I have been dealing with a bacterial infection (which before I went to the dr for months I thought it was a yeast) for about 3 months. At my yearly appt they called me the next day to treat it. I went on an antibiotic for 7 days and no drinking (make me very ill). Once I got off that it immediately came back and they put me on some kind of cream that finally gave me relief. Got off that and it is back and worse. So I couldn't find a sitter and had to drag both boys to the spread eagle dr. That goodness they were 1/2 way decent. By 3 today I still haven't gotten a call back so I called them. I need medicine before this weekend starts. The nurse (which I love) calls me back and the general test came back to say yes I still have the bacteria infection and now on top of it a yeast. So now I have to wait until Monday to know what bacteria it exactly is so we know what medicine to treat it with. I am about to die!!! I feel like there are fire ants in my pants 24/7. Makes me one cranky moody witch!
Just got off the phone with ADH (that's a$$hole DH tonight) who has been a PITA about whether or not he's going to be here this weekend (HC and I are in Atlanta so I can defend my dissertation Monday afternoon and FINALLY graduate after 6 years in the program to become a Dr), making me and my parents change our plans around again and again in terms of childcare this weekend and Monday, and he actually hung UP on me after yelling something I couldn't even understand. Told me he can't take time to come down here and help us out and be there for this momentous event because he has too much work to do (which is true) but somehow he has time to go to the UGA-USC game tomorrow, after he told me repeatedly he wanted to be here to support us. He's changed plans more than 10 times in half as many days, and can't understand how stressed out his nonsense is making me, when I need to be spending my energy and concentration on my dissertation defense.
Ugh. Thanks, SLW; needed a place to put this but didn't feel it deserved its own post. Not even sure it makes sense, since I'm still seeing red after being hung up on 20 minutes ago. Double ugh.
My dad has been having all kinds of medical tests run for the past two weeks, and all we know is that they ruled out pancreatic cancer (which is great news, but there is still so much scary stuff out there). I would like to think that this is a good sign that he is all clear of serious issues, but I am not that optimistic. I don't understand what is taking so long.
We would love to sell our house of five years for something bigger now that baby number two is on the way, but three homes similar to ours in our neighborhood are priced 30K less than what we paid for ours. No way we can take that kind of loss (or really buy our way out).
My belly measured behind almost my whole third trimester, but every ultrasound showed baby was measuring ahead a bit which was a relief. Hope you get good news soon!