Dear Crazy Neighbor Across The Street,
I realize you're 45, live in your father's basement, just got out of jail for robbing the DOLLAR STORE the next town over and love riding around all night in your whoopdie mobile with multiple paint colors whilst blasting rap music. I just wish that 1. You would actually get your arse out of bed before 4 PM. 2. You wouldn't feel the need to blast your horn 75 times every. single. time. you pull in and out of your driveway to "let your 'Daddy' (gag) know you're leaving and when you get home" 3. You didn't live anywhere near my house. 4. You weren't a mother of one of the most adorable little boys I've ever seen. 5. With each blast of your car horn you didn't wake up my sleeping fvcking child. 6. I didn't want to bash your face in with my fist each time I see you, which actually seeing you is rare considering I go to bed before 6 AM. 7. I didn't hate myself each time I feel myself wanting to bash your face in.
Dear Family Member,
After spending 4 hours with you and you're only THEN recounting your horrendous stomach virus which had you...and I quote..."vomiting and shiiting your pants every thirty minutes" please don't tell me that you're "on antibiotics" and "not contagious." I don't believe you, and just because it's been a 3 hour stretch since the last vomiting spell does not mean you're not giving me or my child your disgusting bug. Stay the helll home.
Dear Self,
Just bite the bullet and become a runner. It's one of the 3 things on your bucket list. You admire people who run, you admire the feeling they get after they've had a good time outdoors and you know your DS would absolutely enjoy every single second of running with Mommy pushing the stoller. Get over your fears of failure and the excuse that you have to wait until you can afford a $300 BOB jogging stroller, just put one foot in front of the other and learn how to do it already.
Dear DH,
Thank you for being you. Thank you for snuggling me for the first time in forever since my hives have finally gone down enough where I can stand physical touch. Thank you for being loving, supportive both financially and spiritually and thank you for being such an amazing picture of a man. Thank you for teaching our son through your ACTIONS that your wedding vows are stronger than Superman's cape. I adore you and everything you do for us and thank you for appreciating all I do and all I've given up on a personal level as a not-by-choice-SAHM. Thanks for understanding me, us and our evolving family. I love you.
Re: Haven't done a "Dear" thread in quite some time.
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Regarding running:
Check out the Couch-to-5K Plan (https://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml)
and spend $109 for a BabyTrend Phantom Jogger at Target (we love ours!)
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Very long story short, right before I got PG with DS I started having an "allergic reaction" to something. Bascially over the span of one weekend, I'd been completely overtaken with hives and I have no allergies to anything whatsoever. Nobody could explain what was causing it and our docs told us that we should not put our TTC plans on hold just because I had been covered in hives for the previous few weeks. They all said it would go away within the next few weeks and to continue life as normal.They gave me some medication which made it go away for the most part and things were peachy.
Getting PG happened on literally our first try (which I didn't expect as I'd been on the pill for 10+ years and thought it would take a little longer for some unknown reason) and as it turns out, 2 years later, although no doctors have been able to diagnose me, they all (all 25+ of them) agree that my condition is most likely a very rare auto-immune disorder which caused me to be put on massive amounts of medication (9 antihistimes a day while PG and high doses of steroids to avoid anaphylaxis) and modified bedrest starting in my 2nd trimester.
Our "plan" was for DH to be a SAHD. It was both of our dreams. We were both raised by SAHDs and I was the primary bread earner with a company car, company credit card and huge beautiful corner office on a river. Due to the bedrest I was forced to give up my career and we had to rearrange our entire life, finances and prevously held ideas as to who were are individually. It's been a rough road, but it's shockingly not as horrible as it probably sounds. So, in a nutshell, I've never been one to dream or even want to be a SAHM and truth be told, it NEVER would have happened in any other way, and maybe that was the point. I've enjoyed (and torn my hair out some days and cried others) being home with him and watching him evolve as a person, it just wasn't in our "plan." Plans are made to be broken right?
I was just going to say this. You should definitely let him read it.
I have a very odd ideopathic anaphylactic allergy myself... could you tell me the name of your autoimmune disease? Feel free to pm me...
I have been tested for everything under the sun, have had 17 allergic reactions over the course of 80 days, getting increasingly stronger and faster. They are always anaphylactic and I have used 13 epipens... hives are my second reaction... I am close to giving up. I take a double dose of allegra and pepcid during the day and benadryl at night. I am so tired of being tired....