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FFFC
This is my tantrum for today. We have a really nice pumping room - not only is it a private room to pump that locks, but it has a sink and a refrigerator in it. I really appreciate that we have this nice room. It also has a massage chair, and it is considered not only the "mother's room", but the "relaxation room". So not only do we have mothers booking it to try to pump, but we have employees booking it so they can sit their and "relax". And to be honest, I just want to tell them all to go relax somewhere else. The other mamas and I frequently have to move our pumping timeslots for meetings and whatnot, so we're constantly calling, emailing, or IM'ing each other to make sure it is ok to switch, or be a few minutes late, etc. The annoying part is when some other employee here books time during our peak pumping times, and then you have to ask this total stranger to move their relaxation slot so you can pump. Argh. Get the F out of the mother's room, people, and go do your job!
Amy
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Re: FFFC
right now, I pump in my office. In our new building, there is a wellness room. It is supposed to be for sick, pumping, etc. I can imagine that it will be hard to pump when someone has just been in their ill. I hope I will have privacy in my new office.
Married and it feels so good!
right now, I pump in my office. In our new building, there is a wellness room. It is supposed to be for sick, pumping, etc. I can imagine that it will be hard to pump when someone has just been in their ill. I hope I will have privacy in my new office.
Married and it feels so good!
My team had a meeting a couple of weeks ago where we all brought our staplers and were putting together packets for a vendor. Ever since then, the stapler that I brought back to my office has been acting up, jamming, etc. I'm pretty sure one of my coworkers took my good stapler and I got shafted with their crappy one. I want my good Swingline stapler back, dammit.
I totally hear ya. That's why I called it my tantrum.
remodeling on our master bath started monday. had to happen because we had a major leak going thru to the second floor.
i told dh that I DID NOT WANT TO START THE DEMO PHASE UNTIL 'SPECIAL' CRAP HAD BEEN ORDERED! why demo the place and make our house unlivable when we could have waited a whole other week to get all the stuff in. so 2 days this week, the guys haven't worked because they are waiting for stuff on order.
i may not be in construction, but helllllloooooo, i think i had a good point.
::shudder:: I have never been so thankful to have an office with a door.
my confession: I ate a day-old sorta-going-stale donut when I got to work this morning. Would totally have had another if there had been any more.
ETA: is FFFC confessions or complaints? If complaints, mine is that there were no more donuts :P
I am passive aggressive by nature and all those assertive management classes seem pointless at times. I am childish. That's my FFFC.
However, now I want a day old donut. I had so much coffee this morning after a sleepless night I'm binging off the walls at work and a little jittery. I'm sure my customers think I'm going through crack withdrawl, I think a day old donut would help.
Mine: I had a follow up u/s last Thursday and I had a 14mm follie on my right side. NP seemed to think I was already on my way to ovulating, but there was a chance it was left over from my pregnancy. I woke up this morning with dull cramps (and coincidently had a dream I had another m/c) and now I've got definite PAIN on that side, like O pain. I used my monitor this am just to see, but it said low. But it often skips the "high" reading and goes straight to "peak".
If this is indeed O pain, I'm going to have a REALLY hard time TTA (was told to wait until I started a new cycle). I'm ready to have sex again (it's been a WHILE), and I'm ready to be pregnant again. I'm still so emotional, but I just want to get this show on the road. It's been a year since we started this process. A YEAR. I'm ready. Bring on the babies, dammit.
52 Choices For Better Health
BF and I are getting out of town to go camping this weekend. It is the first time I've been able to get out of Austin in two years (aside from visiting my grandma to say goodbyes which doesn't count) and a lot has happened in the last two years and I need this break so so badly. My confession: I'm seriously like a little girl before going to Disney. I couldn't sleep last night. Today feels like the day before summer vacation at school and I can't focus on work and this might potentially be the longest day of work ever. I can't stand it! It's the little things I guess.
Confession #2: I plan on totally over-enduldging on smores and hot dogs all weekend. I will probably eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner and I don't care.
But a totally legit tantrum!! I am annoyed that I have to "share" with two other women. It's not too big a problem, but trying to work out our very different schedules is sometime hectic. I would be SO annoyed if I had to share with other coworkers who just wanted a damn massage.
And I hate our "Mother's Room." It's colder than anywhere in the building, and it's just a fridge, two chairs, and a fold up table. It's soooo awesome sitting in the arctic, staring at white walls, while hooked up to a machine.
Although .... I'll take ours over Rosie's. That truly SUCKS.
That ain't right.
I'm trying to get serious about eating better too. DH eats like a freaking horse and is just as skinny as can be. He's well acquainted with my bitter glare. I told him that if he has to have those Cadbury cream eggs that he better damn well buy them, hide them and eat them so that I don't even know they exist. Grrrrr.
My FFFC is my bitterness.
I wish I thought that. Unfortunately I luuuuurve them.
OMG, I do too (love them that is)! My FFC can be that I eat appx one of them a day from the time they start selling until after easter. Thank goodness they are only available for about 6 weeks out of the year!
All this talk of cadbury eggs is making me REALLY want that day old donut.
52 Choices For Better Health
Me three.
Me four. I don't like anything creamy in my mouth.
That's right. I said it.
The boys just woke up from their nap, but since it's not 3, I'm not about to go get them. They can just wait. I should get them watches with alarms so they know when it's a good time to wake up.
Also, I've been reading them a chapter book (it's a juvenile book, for like under 10yrs old) and I'm not reading it fast enough and it's about to be due and I am DYING to know how it ends. I just want to take it to bed w/ me so I can finish it and return it but then I wonder if the boys will wonder how it ended too.
A relative's 17 year old daughter is knocked up. Based on everything I know about the situation, I really want to plead for adoption as a good option for this baby, but I can't think of a way to say it without massively pissing off the teen mom-to-be. I am not close to them, and I don't really care if I hear from them again, but I don't want to create excess drama with other extended family members.
Yeah I know, she might surprise us all and end up being a wonderful mother. Frankly though, based on everything I have heard, I have serious doubts. I hate that adoption has become so taboo.
Meredith, 6-1-06 and Alex, 11-5-09
I decided today that one of my students (at UT) is super fine. Before you judge me, here are two pieces of information:
1) He's my age, lest you think I'm a total coug
2) He's a grad student sitting in on the class, so I'm not responsible for giving him a grade
I take these two facts as permission from the universe to OGLE ON (discreetly, of course. Or not).
ETA: I PPH Cadbury eggs. (and does any one else remember those old commercials when they think of them? The ones with the other animals dressed as the Easter bunny? "Thank you, Easter bunny. ::bock bock::")
Here's mine: I did not want to start a new unit today, and I had a few kids that needed to finish their block prints. So, I let my kids have most of their class periods free to themselves. It was soooo worth it...116 out of 117 kids have finished all 5 of their block prints, mounted their best one and turned them in with their self-grade report. And, to boot, I had the kids cut the yarn they need for our next project for art points...bonus for me and my aide--we don't have to cut it now.
(Although, now I am in grading he-ll, but the prints are great, so yay!)
I know my fffc aren't as good as y'alls, but oh well. And ps...I pph cadbury eggs too--I've got one in my fridge that might get eaten tonight.
My FFC is that I am feeling very unappreciated lately, and I'm starting to feel like a child about it. First, my boss caught me after work and asked me to sit in at a meeting (that didn't pertain to me) because he was talking about something he wanted me to plan. He promised that my part would last 5 minutes and be at the beginning. Two hours later, they broached the subject and all of the info could have been emailed to me in a matter of minutes. I then completed the project with a ton of alternate scenarios and he didn't even thank me. Today, he emailed everyone with the information saying that he turned it into the district -- inferring he worked on it. Not a mention of my name. And, I helped my very good friend two weekends on two projects and both times she posted a pic on FB saying, "Look what I did." Not once did she say," MrsJayOk and I did this," or thank me in any way. Plus, this year has been very trying at work. Teaching is a very thankless job and all of this has been eating away at me. I feel childish telling anyone so it has been festering for weeks!
ETA: Caburry eggs disgust me more than most things! Reese's peanut butter eggs are a different story. YUM!
carlinlp- I feel your pain. I did something similar for a month and OMG those withdrawals are serious! For him to mess with you like that is not okay. He could lose a ball if he doesn't watch out.
My confession: I feel like a cougar going back to college. When I go to the library after-hours, its obvs where the people who live on campus hang out, and it's so bizarre. I know I look almost the same age, but knowing I'm probably 10 years older than everyone elsein the room is just weird. I know it isn't that big of a deal, it's just a really awkward feeling for me.