I had a great relationship with my cousins and so did DH. Family is important to us and we had big families (aunts, uncles, etc.). We both have one sibling, and SIL has a 20 month old! When we were pregnant together, I was so excited to have our kids grow up together and play all the time. Now that they are at an age they can play together, I feel bad, but I don't want Ella playing with her cousin because:
1. He hits her/throws toys at her and laughs (he has older siblings who are really rough and sees them doing this) and they are not consistent with discipline, so he just does it the entire time we're together!
2. He is ALWAYS sick and 8 out of the last 10 times we've hung out, Ella has gotten sick from him. I take her to play with other kids 3 times a week and this is never a problem!!!
3. SIL talks a lot and just complains/wants advice on how to get him to stop BFing and to sleep on his own, yet never does anything about it.
I LOVE kids and I do love my nephew, but it's so hard to have a relationship with him when I feel my child is in danger. I always was the fun older cousin who all the kids liked and I was so excited to be the fun aunt, but it looks like that's not going to happen. Okay, I guess it was more of a vent... over!
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I'll start and I realize this makes me sound like a huge snob but I'm really getting sick of all the tents under I5 between 6th and 7th downtown. It's a huge eye sore as I wait to get on I5 every day.
I'm also lobbying for an office move to the east side not only to be closer to home but also so I don't get asked "do you have a second for Green Peace" or "don't you care about equal rights" six times a day every day when i walk through the down town core.
There I said it: Flame away!
BIG Brother born 10/19/07
little Brother born 1/31/12
It was hell flying with M to cali and home. But I am already getting dates together to go back down there. This time I plan on sitting alone and drinking while DH deals with M.
I didn't get anything for mothers day. Not even a card. M and I were in Cali but I thought Dh would get me a card. It upsets me
In order to get free shipping on the $1.99 jean diapers from drugstore.com earlier this week, I also ordered his/her lube and a pack of pleasure condoms.
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with the sun starting to come out, I'm really missing riding my motorcycle. It's easy, convinient, free parking, HOV lanes....and it makes my brain feel GOOD!! it's therapy for me in a way.
And I'm really having a hard time NOT going for a ride. I really really really want to. I've talked myself into and out of it 12 times a day...
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My bil is the biggest douchebag on the face of the earth. Dh and I haven't spoken to him in over a year and 1/2 but he continues to post crap about us on fb and text dh horrible crap the other day. I know he must get riled up somehow from talking to his mom and it makes me want to call her out on it. She always tries to play SO innocent and that she is "caught" in the middle. Well dh got a text from bil that I treat their mom like a "doormat" I'm not sure how he would come to this conclusion but obviously mil never tells him how I send her cards with pics of the boys all the time, pick out birthday presents, mother's day gifts and christmas presents. She only calls on holidays and has always been an absent parent in dh's life. But I'm really ready to confront her. Bil went off on a tangent to dh the other day because when he called his mom on mother's day he asked if dh had called her yet and she said no, though she didn't mention that we sent cards and flowers earlier that week and dh talked to her on friday. I have no idea how dh turned out normal!
I?m returning a never used, still in the box hammock we got as a wedding present (in 2006!) and the POS toaster over I bought for Christmas to Bed Bath and Beyond.It should not take 10+ minutes to make toast. I hope I get enough from the hammock to make buying the $250 toaster oven we really want not too much out of pocket. Either way, I?m getting a $250 toaster oven today.There might be something wrong in my brain.
In order to save $400 on plane tickets, our flight leaves tomorrow at 6am. I?m kind of regretting that decision now.The $400 will more than cover our expenses for a full week away because even though I?m a grown up who makes a good living, my dad will not let me open my wallet when I visit.Water park, theme park, museums, meals?we fly, he buys. We do manage to treat them to a nice meal or two each visit and it annoys the carp out of me that my mom will thank my husband, but never me.It?s my money too!
I need a wax before going to the previously mentioned water park.That?s happening today.To prep for this, I?ve ignored the area for two or three weeks. It is driving me crazy. Every night has been a challenge to not grab a razor. I hope I don?t scare the waxing lady.
I love Richard Marx! After getting a new computer I lost some of the music on my iPod. DH got it all fixed and I was able to reload all my music. I realized I have several Richard Marx songs downloaded from the late 80's, early 90's...and I love them ALL!
The Drs have decided that C needs some speech therapy. I feel like failure as a mom. In addition I am now supposed to do physical therapy for my ankle. I cannot wrap my head around $200 per month for both of is in therapy, so I probably won't do therapy for myself.
DH and I had a fight last night about house cleanliness and though he apologized I'm trying really hard not to be a vindictive *** today about it. He hurt my feelings and I'm still mad.
The Drs have decided that C needs some speech therapy. I feel like failure as a mom. In addition I am now supposed to do physical therapy for my ankle. I cannot wrap my head around $200 per month for both of is in therapy, so I probably won't do therapy for myself.
You are NOT a failure at all! You would fail him if you didn't do anything, but you are and have been proactive. Can you get any financial assistance from the Dr.'s office regarding therapy for the both of you?
Big hugs mamma!
I have a sleep study tomorrow for my snoring. I'm looking forward to the night alone. No dh to keep waking me up. No crying baby in the night. No whiney cat in the mornimg. Yay!
My mom bugs the crap out of me. She's turned into my grandma. She's learned to email, so she mails me daily like it's her personal diary entry. I do not care what she had for dinner, or that her neighbors kid blah blah blah. She also shreeks Hello when she answers the phone. It instantly makes me annoyed even if I wasn't already when I dialed her number.
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In order to get free shipping on the $1.99 jean diapers from drugstore.com earlier this week, I also ordered his/her lube and a pack of pleasure condoms.
If I could put those little "thumbs up" pictures I would put about 10 of them *right here*!!!
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I?m returning a never used, still in the box hammock we got as a wedding present (in 2006!) and the POS toaster over I bought for Christmas to Bed Bath and Beyond.It should not take 10+ minutes to make toast. I hope I get enough from the hammock to make buying the $250 toaster oven we really want not too much out of pocket. Either way, I?m getting a $250 toaster oven today.There might be something wrong in my brain.
I did this with some crystal wine glasses. It was at least 4 years later, but they still had the stickers on the bottom. I checked that they still carried them, and exchanged them for something else. Don't forget a 20% off coupon for the toaster!
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I am finding it hard not to blame DH for the passing of our dog. He let her run the fence line for 30 min chasing a stray dog. At 15 she should not have been running anywhere for 30 min. That event started the downward sprial of the medication which some believe is what ultimately killed her.
Also my inlaws where here the weekend she ran the fence and that was the last time she was her old self. They were also here the weekend our cat took the turn for the worse and had to be put to sleep.
I think they have bad juju and wish they didn't have to ever come and visit again. I don't think that is going to happen though.
The Drs have decided that C needs some speech therapy. I feel like failure as a mom. In addition I am now supposed to do physical therapy for my ankle. I cannot wrap my head around $200 per month for both of is in therapy, so I probably won't do therapy for myself.
You are NOT a failure at all! You would fail him if you didn't do anything, but you are and have been proactive. Can you get any financial assistance from the Dr.'s office regarding therapy for the both of you?
Big hugs mamma!
I couldn't agree more!
zazzu:
My mom bugs the crap out of me. She's turned into my grandma. She's
learned to email, so she mails me daily like it's her personal diary
entry. I do not care what she had for dinner, or that her neighbors kid
blah blah blah. She also shreeks Hello when she answers the phone. It
instantly makes me annoyed even if I wasn't already when I dialed her
number.
Ha..do we have the same mother?! Another thing about my Mom that drives me insane is she forgets to put in her teeth...how does that even happen?! Love the woman but she is losing it!
I'm annoyed with Daycare. They had to adjust their classrooms since they had too many older toddlers and not enough babies. Plus, transitioning walking babies to toddler parents were complaining the toddler room was too chaotic, and I see their point. It's a hard move. So they split the age at 20 mos which G falls UNDER so he went BACK to the baby room.
The PRO is this room has his two favorite teachers who LOVE him, and he gets a 4:1 ratio again (free for now and +$100 starting June). The CON is...it's the baby room. And while he's getting more attention, he's the oldest when he was the youngest. Some babies aren't even walking. They moved in toddler toys and he gets to go outside still and they are working on letters and numbers and colors and building a stronger curriculum etc. But there are cribs in the room which BUGS me - although I insisted he continue to sleep on a mat. And in 4-5 months he'll just move back again, which could be very confusing.
I'm torn. The slightly too polished Montessori we toured a while ago is looking better and better. I just want to make sure he is challenged. And is it awful and lazy that I LOVE that his current school provides breakfast, lunch and all snacks and is way better for our commute (the other school only provides snacks).
Argh....I'll just wait it out a few weeks and see how it goes....
The Drs have decided that C needs some speech therapy. I feel like failure as a mom. In addition I am now supposed to do physical therapy for my ankle. I cannot wrap my head around $200 per month for both of is in therapy, so I probably won't do therapy for myself.
You are NOT a failure at all! You would fail him if you didn't do anything, but you are and have been proactive. Can you get any financial assistance from the Dr.'s office regarding therapy for the both of you?
Big hugs mamma!
with the sun starting to come out, I'm really missing riding my motorcycle. It's easy, convinient, free parking, HOV lanes....and it makes my brain feel GOOD!! it's therapy for me in a way.
And I'm really having a hard time NOT going for a ride. I really really really want to. I've talked myself into and out of it 12 times a day...
For some women, giving up booze was the hardest. For me, it was giving up my bike! Thank goodness Sammy arrived in April, so I didn't have to go alllll summer without. And honestly, I haven't been out much since, but part of that is my DH broke my shifter and hasn't fixed it yet
It's hard, but you can do it... just a couple of more months for ya!! BTW - what do you ride?
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My streeet bike is a SuperHawk, race bike is a SV650, and dirt bike is a CRF150...I DO fit on the dirtbike (and almost just went around the block in the neighborhood...)
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My streeet bike is a SuperHawk, race bike is a SV650, and dirt bike is a CRF150...I DO fit on the dirtbike (and almost just went around the block in the neighborhood...)
I rode our 4 wheeler while pregnant. It was just once and slow through the field in the snow. Although I did do a doughnut in the street.
Love: 8/2000 | Marriage: 7/2005 | Baby makes three: 3/28/2007 | And one more makes...SIX?
Steal my kids picture or pretend they are yours, I will find where you live and ship all of their dirty diapers to your doorstep. Promise.
A family member just told me that my BIL and SIL regularly refer to Meg as a "brat". I am so hurt that they would talk about her like this. The sole reason is that since my IL's live waytooclose to us, they see her every day and they are VERY close with her. BIL and SIL are jealous that their kids don't have the same relationship. I can see that. But it's not my fault, nor is it Megan's at ALL. And she isn't a brat and we definitely discipline her when needed. They are also very woe-is-me about money and parenthood. Seriously? We don't talk about our finances or complain about our kids but with them knowing that we are down to one income and have four kids (they have two), I just have no sympathy.
I want to call them out on it.
Love: 8/2000 | Marriage: 7/2005 | Baby makes three: 3/28/2007 | And one more makes...SIX?
Steal my kids picture or pretend they are yours, I will find where you live and ship all of their dirty diapers to your doorstep. Promise.
N was being a real treat on Wednesday night because he was working on a tooth (it finally came through, hurray!) but I was seriously at my wits end with the screaming. So, I told DH that I needed to bake a batch of cookies and he needed to take care of N while I was baking. It was so nice just to spend some time away from the chaos that I decided to make a double batch and only bake them with 6 cookies on each sheet...it took forever.
Then to top it off I told him that I needed to take a shower because I didn't have time that morning...not true. Man I enjoyed that shower.
I hate admitting failure, but right now, I feel like a big.giant.fail as a friend. I have had to cancel three different social engagements this week -- two for work and one because I woke up this morning with a horrible sore throat and would feel horrible if I infected my friend (who is pregnant, no less, and I remember wanting to sell family members for a little Nyquil when I was sick while pregnant) and her son. I don't want you coming around me when you're sick, so I don't come around you. I consider that just good old fashioned personal courtesy.
When I worked at The Times, I had set hours -- and no social life. I worked from 4 p.m. to midnight Tuesday through Saturday, which really didn't make it easy to hang out during the day or go get a drink at night. Sometimes I forget that being a mom AND having a career is a learning curve. I had it really easy for two years, and now I have to balance those things, and reporting (especially in an online capacity) means that unexpected things pop up. I am a very calculated, planned person, so it's not easy. I just hope my friends don't think I suck at life, because I would much rather play than work -- and THAT is a new feeling for me. I never felt that way in my former life, and I am finding that the balancing act isn't easy.
My house is a freaking disaster. The girls and I have been sick all week, so we have just stayed home (and I sewed). Our AC isn't working and I called today for service, and they are coming tomorrow. So, I am sick (and sweating from the muggy-ness) and I the last thing I want to do is clean. So I sewed. And now I am entering the panic clean mode.
I only want to eat appetizers for dinner. Not sure how that is going to fly with my dh and my perpetually starving son. Oh well, they know how to cook too.
Through my meetup group, we did a secret sisters thing. I did my part over the course of 2 weeks, but because we are sick, I didn't go to the picnic today. Now I feel like "that" person who flakes on stuff like this.
The Drs have decided that C needs some speech therapy. I feel like failure as a mom. In addition I am now supposed to do physical therapy for my ankle. I cannot wrap my head around $200 per month for both of is in therapy, so I probably won't do therapy for myself.
You are NOT a failure at all! You would fail him if you didn't do anything, but you are and have been proactive. Can you get any financial assistance from the Dr.'s office regarding therapy for the both of you? Big hugs mamma!
Not a failure!!! On the topic of cost - did your Dr. specifically private speech therapy (where you would use insurance or pay out of pocket) vs. a state/county early intervention program?? If you call the EI program in your area, they can help you figure out how and where to get him assessed and get him started with speech therapy. There is a state program for this for kids under the age of 3, and it is provided by the state and your county - should be at very little, if not no cost, to you. If you need help figuring out where to call, let me know.
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I pray EVERY SINGLE DAY that my daughter inherits my a$$. My MIL and SIL's have FLAT butts and my sister (who got my dad's body) has the WORST butt ever. I got my mom's butt and although I HATED it in middle school, I love it now.
We've had at least 15 showings of our house in the past week, so I decided to use T's letter magnets to spell out "Buy Me" on the fridge...LOL Today when I got home someone put "Hmm" under it. It made me "LOL".
I'm about one thing going wrong away from having my face on a milk carton. I am so sick of parents and their lack of understanding and help. WTF, just because we are adults doesn't mean we don't need help. I am moving 300 miles away, and instead of being nice about the help they are doing they b!tch and complain about it the entire time. Now I have to pay their gas for the drive. nice, mark my words when we move again I will be renting a Uhaul truck and having friends help. I'm not sure how much my parents will be seeing me in the future after this. I feel like my heart is broken from the way they've been treating me. I guess now I know how DH feels because his parents are even worse.
I could not find any elastic ponytail holders this week so I dug around and found a scrunchy. And I wore it. To the store. God how I used to love those things! I used to make my own to match my outfits.
I think I am just about done with one of my BF's that I have known for 20 years. She is selfish, self centred and a constant whinger and I don't think I even want to bother trying to make an effort anymore.
It was Coop's birthday 4 days ago and she did not even call/text/e-mail to wish him a Happy birhday yet I am always the first to call her kids on their birthdays. She made a feble excuse that she can't attend his party today (mind you after I had to call her because she hadn't RSVP'd) and I think this is the final thing that is making me re think our friendship. I know it may sound petty but it's just continual & I think I am just about done with her.
Cooper Flynn is 3 years old and growing! May 10,2009
Miscarriage April 2008
Ectopic pregnancy August 2011
In order to get free shipping on the $1.99 jean diapers from drugstore.com earlier this week, I also ordered his/her lube and a pack of pleasure condoms.
Now that's a confession Love it!!
Cooper Flynn is 3 years old and growing! May 10,2009
Miscarriage April 2008
Ectopic pregnancy August 2011
1. I can't believe there are (at least) 4 people here that don't masturbate. I just want to shut them in a room with some toys and tell them not to come out until they've had the best O of their lives.
2. A week or so ago, DH and I were watching Californication in bed. It's a sexy show. But I was not AT ALL in the mood for him to be anywhere near me. Sooooo.....
I could not find any elastic ponytail holders this week so I dug around and found a scrunchy. And I wore it. To the store. God how I used to love those things! I used to make my own to match my outfits.
lol, my mil who is visiting brought 4 (all different colors to go with each day's outfits)
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I am over food and we are all on a strict pizza, mac and cheese, hamburger diet at the moment. The thought of grocery shopping gives me anxiety. I keep packing the boys healthy lunches and thinking to myself "This will be their healthy meal". I keep buying food at work instead of eating the food I bring.
And yes, I drank a grande mocha coconut frappucino after I had a iced mocha this morning. Both drinks I did not pay for. Someone was kind enough to buy me coffee today.
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My late confession: I should be happy that K improved on her hips at our checkup this week. But they just keep saying it's not enough and surgery is looming on the horizon, probably when she's four. But they will not know for sure until we get there.
It scares the crap out of me to imagine putting a four year old through surgery and then six months in a full body cast. As bad as it would be now, it would still be better than with a bigger kid. I asked the doctor about it and she agreed, that it's really hard to try to make a potty trained four year old wear diapers and go in a cast. I just can't get over how the he!! you carry a child that size in a cast around - wheelchair? A one year old would be more flexible and get used to it faster.
My FFFC is that part of me wants them to just do the damn surgery now and get it over with. But I know there is a small chance she could just all of the sudden heal the rest of the way and never need it. Ugh.
Re: FFFC
I guess I'll start!
I had a great relationship with my cousins and so did DH. Family is important to us and we had big families (aunts, uncles, etc.). We both have one sibling, and SIL has a 20 month old! When we were pregnant together, I was so excited to have our kids grow up together and play all the time. Now that they are at an age they can play together, I feel bad, but I don't want Ella playing with her cousin because:
1. He hits her/throws toys at her and laughs (he has older siblings who are really rough and sees them doing this) and they are not consistent with discipline, so he just does it the entire time we're together!
2. He is ALWAYS sick and 8 out of the last 10 times we've hung out, Ella has gotten sick from him. I take her to play with other kids 3 times a week and this is never a problem!!!
3. SIL talks a lot and just complains/wants advice on how to get him to stop BFing and to sleep on his own, yet never does anything about it.
I LOVE kids and I do love my nephew, but it's so hard to have a relationship with him when I feel my child is in danger. I always was the fun older cousin who all the kids liked and I was so excited to be the fun aunt, but it looks like that's not going to happen. Okay, I guess it was more of a vent... over!
I'll start and I realize this makes me sound like a huge snob but I'm really getting sick of all the tents under I5 between 6th and 7th downtown. It's a huge eye sore as I wait to get on I5 every day.
I'm also lobbying for an office move to the east side not only to be closer to home but also so I don't get asked "do you have a second for Green Peace" or "don't you care about equal rights" six times a day every day when i walk through the down town core.
There I said it: Flame away!
It was hell flying with M to cali and home. But I am already getting dates together to go back down there. This time I plan on sitting alone and drinking while DH deals with M.
I didn't get anything for mothers day. Not even a card. M and I were in Cali but I thought Dh would get me a card. It upsets me
In order to get free shipping on the $1.99 jean diapers from drugstore.com earlier this week, I also ordered his/her lube and a pack of pleasure condoms.
with the sun starting to come out, I'm really missing riding my motorcycle. It's easy, convinient, free parking, HOV lanes....and it makes my brain feel GOOD!! it's therapy for me in a way.
And I'm really having a hard time NOT going for a ride. I really really really want to. I've talked myself into and out of it 12 times a day...
I'm committing a cardinal sin when it comes to wearing sandals...my toes have really badly chipped red polish on them. But I don't care.
I?m returning a never used, still in the box hammock we got as a wedding present (in 2006!) and the POS toaster over I bought for Christmas to Bed Bath and Beyond. It should not take 10+ minutes to make toast. I hope I get enough from the hammock to make buying the $250 toaster oven we really want not too much out of pocket. Either way, I?m getting a $250 toaster oven today. There might be something wrong in my brain.
In order to save $400 on plane tickets, our flight leaves tomorrow at 6am. I?m kind of regretting that decision now. The $400 will more than cover our expenses for a full week away because even though I?m a grown up who makes a good living, my dad will not let me open my wallet when I visit. Water park, theme park, museums, meals?we fly, he buys. We do manage to treat them to a nice meal or two each visit and it annoys the carp out of me that my mom will thank my husband, but never me. It?s my money too!
I need a wax before going to the previously mentioned water park. That?s happening today. To prep for this, I?ve ignored the area for two or three weeks. It is driving me crazy. Every night has been a challenge to not grab a razor. I hope I don?t scare the waxing lady.
I love Richard Marx! After getting a new computer I lost some of the music on my iPod. DH got it all fixed and I was able to reload all my music. I realized I have several Richard Marx songs downloaded from the late 80's, early 90's...and I love them ALL!
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I have a sleep study tomorrow for my snoring. I'm looking forward to the night alone. No dh to keep waking me up. No crying baby in the night. No whiney cat in the mornimg. Yay!
My mom bugs the crap out of me. She's turned into my grandma. She's learned to email, so she mails me daily like it's her personal diary entry. I do not care what she had for dinner, or that her neighbors kid blah blah blah. She also shreeks Hello when she answers the phone. It instantly makes me annoyed even if I wasn't already when I dialed her number.
If I could put those little "thumbs up" pictures I would put about 10 of them *right here*!!!
I did this with some crystal wine glasses. It was at least 4 years later, but they still had the stickers on the bottom. I checked that they still carried them, and exchanged them for something else. Don't forget a 20% off coupon for the toaster!
I am finding it hard not to blame DH for the passing of our dog. He let her run the fence line for 30 min chasing a stray dog. At 15 she should not have been running anywhere for 30 min. That event started the downward sprial of the medication which some believe is what ultimately killed her.
Also my inlaws where here the weekend she ran the fence and that was the last time she was her old self. They were also here the weekend our cat took the turn for the worse and had to be put to sleep.
I think they have bad juju and wish they didn't have to ever come and visit again. I don't think that is going to happen though.
I couldn't agree more!
Ha..do we have the same mother?! Another thing about my Mom that drives me insane is she forgets to put in her teeth...how does that even happen?! Love the woman but she is losing it!
I'm annoyed with Daycare. They had to adjust their classrooms since they had too many older toddlers and not enough babies. Plus, transitioning walking babies to toddler parents were complaining the toddler room was too chaotic, and I see their point. It's a hard move. So they split the age at 20 mos which G falls UNDER so he went BACK to the baby room.
The PRO is this room has his two favorite teachers who LOVE him, and he gets a 4:1 ratio again (free for now and +$100 starting June). The CON is...it's the baby room. And while he's getting more attention, he's the oldest when he was the youngest. Some babies aren't even walking. They moved in toddler toys and he gets to go outside still and they are working on letters and numbers and colors and building a stronger curriculum etc. But there are cribs in the room which BUGS me - although I insisted he continue to sleep on a mat. And in 4-5 months he'll just move back again, which could be very confusing.
I'm torn. The slightly too polished Montessori we toured a while ago is looking better and better. I just want to make sure he is challenged. And is it awful and lazy that I LOVE that his current school provides breakfast, lunch and all snacks and is way better for our commute (the other school only provides snacks).
Argh....I'll just wait it out a few weeks and see how it goes....
All of this!
For some women, giving up booze was the hardest. For me, it was giving up my bike! Thank goodness Sammy arrived in April, so I didn't have to go alllll summer without. And honestly, I haven't been out much since, but part of that is my DH broke my shifter and hasn't fixed it yet
It's hard, but you can do it... just a couple of more months for ya!! BTW - what do you ride?
My streeet bike is a SuperHawk, race bike is a SV650, and dirt bike is a CRF150...I DO fit on the dirtbike (and almost just went around the block in the neighborhood...)
I rode our 4 wheeler while pregnant. It was just once and slow through the field in the snow. Although I did do a doughnut in the street.
Steal my kids picture or pretend they are yours, I will find where you live and ship all of their dirty diapers to your doorstep. Promise.
A family member just told me that my BIL and SIL regularly refer to Meg as a "brat". I am so hurt that they would talk about her like this. The sole reason is that since my IL's live waytooclose to us, they see her every day and they are VERY close with her. BIL and SIL are jealous that their kids don't have the same relationship. I can see that. But it's not my fault, nor is it Megan's at ALL. And she isn't a brat and we definitely discipline her when needed. They are also very woe-is-me about money and parenthood. Seriously? We don't talk about our finances or complain about our kids but with them knowing that we are down to one income and have four kids (they have two), I just have no sympathy.
I want to call them out on it.
Steal my kids picture or pretend they are yours, I will find where you live and ship all of their dirty diapers to your doorstep. Promise.
N was being a real treat on Wednesday night because he was working on a tooth (it finally came through, hurray!) but I was seriously at my wits end with the screaming. So, I told DH that I needed to bake a batch of cookies and he needed to take care of N while I was baking. It was so nice just to spend some time away from the chaos that I decided to make a double batch and only bake them with 6 cookies on each sheet...it took forever.
Then to top it off I told him that I needed to take a shower because I didn't have time that morning...not true. Man I enjoyed that shower.
I hate admitting failure, but right now, I feel like a big.giant.fail as a friend. I have had to cancel three different social engagements this week -- two for work and one because I woke up this morning with a horrible sore throat and would feel horrible if I infected my friend (who is pregnant, no less, and I remember wanting to sell family members for a little Nyquil when I was sick while pregnant) and her son. I don't want you coming around me when you're sick, so I don't come around you. I consider that just good old fashioned personal courtesy.
When I worked at The Times, I had set hours -- and no social life. I worked from 4 p.m. to midnight Tuesday through Saturday, which really didn't make it easy to hang out during the day or go get a drink at night. Sometimes I forget that being a mom AND having a career is a learning curve. I had it really easy for two years, and now I have to balance those things, and reporting (especially in an online capacity) means that unexpected things pop up. I am a very calculated, planned person, so it's not easy. I just hope my friends don't think I suck at life, because I would much rather play than work -- and THAT is a new feeling for me. I never felt that way in my former life, and I am finding that the balancing act isn't easy.
Random rant over.
My house is a freaking disaster. The girls and I have been sick all week, so we have just stayed home (and I sewed). Our AC isn't working and I called today for service, and they are coming tomorrow. So, I am sick (and sweating from the muggy-ness) and I the last thing I want to do is clean. So I sewed. And now I am entering the panic clean mode.
I only want to eat appetizers for dinner. Not sure how that is going to fly with my dh and my perpetually starving son. Oh well, they know how to cook too.
Through my meetup group, we did a secret sisters thing. I did my part over the course of 2 weeks, but because we are sick, I didn't go to the picnic today. Now I feel like "that" person who flakes on stuff like this.
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Not a failure!!! On the topic of cost - did your Dr. specifically private speech therapy (where you would use insurance or pay out of pocket) vs. a state/county early intervention program?? If you call the EI program in your area, they can help you figure out how and where to get him assessed and get him started with speech therapy. There is a state program for this for kids under the age of 3, and it is provided by the state and your county - should be at very little, if not no cost, to you. If you need help figuring out where to call, let me know.
I pray EVERY SINGLE DAY that my daughter inherits my a$$. My MIL and SIL's have FLAT butts and my sister (who got my dad's body) has the WORST butt ever. I got my mom's butt and although I HATED it in middle school, I love it now.
We've had at least 15 showings of our house in the past week, so I decided to use T's letter magnets to spell out "Buy Me" on the fridge...LOL Today when I got home someone put "Hmm" under it. It made me "LOL".
I'm about one thing going wrong away from having my face on a milk carton. I am so sick of parents and their lack of understanding and help. WTF, just because we are adults doesn't mean we don't need help. I am moving 300 miles away, and instead of being nice about the help they are doing they b!tch and complain about it the entire time. Now I have to pay their gas for the drive. nice, mark my words when we move again I will be renting a Uhaul truck and having friends help. I'm not sure how much my parents will be seeing me in the future after this. I feel like my heart is broken from the way they've been treating me. I guess now I know how DH feels because his parents are even worse.
I think I am just about done with one of my BF's that I have known for 20 years. She is selfish, self centred and a constant whinger and I don't think I even want to bother trying to make an effort anymore.
It was Coop's birthday 4 days ago and she did not even call/text/e-mail to wish him a Happy birhday yet I am always the first to call her kids on their birthdays. She made a feble excuse that she can't attend his party today (mind you after I had to call her because she hadn't RSVP'd) and I think this is the final thing that is making me re think our friendship. I know it may sound petty but it's just continual & I think I am just about done with her.
I am sure your friends will understand - hugs and hope you are feeling better!
2 things... both related to my poll:
1. I can't believe there are (at least) 4 people here that don't masturbate. I just want to shut them in a room with some toys and tell them not to come out until they've had the best O of their lives.
2. A week or so ago, DH and I were watching Californication in bed. It's a sexy show. But I was not AT ALL in the mood for him to be anywhere near me. Sooooo.....
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lol, my mil who is visiting brought 4 (all different colors to go with each day's outfits)
I am over food and we are all on a strict pizza, mac and cheese, hamburger diet at the moment. The thought of grocery shopping gives me anxiety. I keep packing the boys healthy lunches and thinking to myself "This will be their healthy meal". I keep buying food at work instead of eating the food I bring.
And yes, I drank a grande mocha coconut frappucino after I had a iced mocha this morning. Both drinks I did not pay for. Someone was kind enough to buy me coffee today.
My late confession: I should be happy that K improved on her hips at our checkup this week. But they just keep saying it's not enough and surgery is looming on the horizon, probably when she's four. But they will not know for sure until we get there.
It scares the crap out of me to imagine putting a four year old through surgery and then six months in a full body cast. As bad as it would be now, it would still be better than with a bigger kid. I asked the doctor about it and she agreed, that it's really hard to try to make a potty trained four year old wear diapers and go in a cast. I just can't get over how the he!! you carry a child that size in a cast around - wheelchair? A one year old would be more flexible and get used to it faster.
My FFFC is that part of me wants them to just do the damn surgery now and get it over with. But I know there is a small chance she could just all of the sudden heal the rest of the way and never need it. Ugh.