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June 2011 Moms
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It's Friday! FFFC time.
IdigDirt
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Whatcha got ladies? I don't have anything good except that I have no motivation to do any work at all and haven't done too much this week but I am just so tired. I have almost swerved off the road a few mornings. I also don't answer my phone because I am too tired to even talk. I may have to go into my greenhouse and blast something fun and dance around a bit to get some energy.
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Re: It's Friday! FFFC time.
Last weekend, I sat J in her crib while I was putting some laundry away. She tipped over and hit her forehead on the siderail. She cried for 3 seconds and had a very small red mark on her forehead. I felt bad, but it didn't seem like a big enough deal to even mention to DH or DC. The next day, DH gets home from picking up J from DC. He says that she had her first incident report at DC. She was reaching for a toy and fell over, knocking her head on another nearby toy. She had a red mark on her head (in the exact same place from yesterday!). Her teachers felt horrible, but DH assured them that it was no big deal. I'm pretty sure that red mark was from when she tipped over the day before with me!! And... I didn't tell DH or DC that it was really my fault, not theirs.
I've felt bad about this all week! Now that I've confessed, I'm letting it go...
exactly!
Last night was rough, I checked on her a million times and the minute she flipped to sleep on her tummy I grabbed her to sleep with me. I totally freaked her out. But it made me feel better. I don't think anything has struck me like that.
I can't stop reading them and it is killing me. It's like how I watch Criminal Minds even though I am a paranoid freak, I feel I have to watch so I know what I need to be afraid of. My stomach has been in knots because of the SIDS talk and I know it most likely won't happen to my LO but I am freaking out. It's like when I was pregnant and wouldn't let myself bond with LO because I was convinced I would have a M/C after reading all the loss posts.
this is more of a vent than a confession but seemed like the best place to do it rather than just create another post.
Abbey has napped EVERY morning this week and EVERY afternoon (yay!) which she has never done. Last night (at 9pm--which I think it kinda late) our best friends called and asked if we would mind watching their 2 year old DD...I'm someone who can't say NO and I do love their LO. But now she's here and Abbey is NOT napping!!! I feel like all that progress is going to be lost now...
I have one today!
I had birth announcements and never sent them out
I wanted to have them out by two months old, then that passed and I was SO embarrassed. Well I saw on Pinterest where if you send a birth announcement to the White House they send a letter back. Since I have birth announcements still I sent one off this week!
Anything for a baby book momento
??? Sounds more like a double win if you ask me!
I had chocolate milk for breakfast.
I gained 5# over the holiday season.
I have time to work out and the equipment to do so but keep making excuses....and then do things like have chocolate milk for breakfast and still complain that I'm not losing weight. Lol
Haha I do this too. I will spend all day checking back to see who said what about my cutie.
DD2 | June 2011
DS1 | Oct 2013
ADD3 | Oct 2014 (April 2001)
DS2 | June 2016
DS3 | Dec 2018
Due with baby blob August 2021
I do this too. I wish I could stop reading them and watching creepy crime shows, but I can't.
I'm such a wuss when it comes to the snow. We barely get a dusting of snow and I refused to drive today and made my DH drive me to my parents..... And I have a 4x4 vehicle...
I spent the first hour and a half of my day goofing off. My mom brings biscuits and gravy for our department the first snow day of the month... And most of us sat in there from 7 till 8:30 AM doing nothing but chatting.
I'm a horrible person, but I totally do this with my mom. Or call 10 minutes before we have to leave for somewhere or are about to get home from somewhere, that way I have a built in excuse to go. I love my mom, but she is a talker, and I'm lucky if I spend only an hour on the phone with her on a given day.
My parents pay our part time daycare costs ($150 a week). No one except my husband, my parents, and myself know this. My sisters would be livid!
Edited to add I too can't read SIDS posts but Sockmonkey's story has drawn me in. I do have to shield my eyes when I read her posts because I get too upset when I see her beautiful son Zach in her siggy. Life is so UNFAIR for her and her husband.
I do the same thing!
Another Confession:
Some of my best friends are ladies I met on the BNOTB board on the Nest (I was on there 3-4 years ago.) A couple of which live in the same city as I do, others are throughout the nation.
I say this because I'm going to pick up one from the airport this afternoon for a gtg.
I'm the same way! I live north of Indy so we got a little more than you guys, but I just got to work because I was too scared to drive during rush hour on the snowy roads. My fear of driving in snow/ice is a little inconvenient considering I have a 30 minute commute to work. I need to find a job closer to home!!
I love FFFC...it gets me through Fridays. It is like a mini soap opera or something! I am hooked.
That said, I find it pretty flameful that I am on the bump so much during work. I teach elementary music and in between each class (about 5 minutes) I check the boards and dink around. I really should be setting up for the next class or doing something productive, but oh well. I should be more excited about my job, but this year I just really am not! Looking at the bump or looking at pictures of Preston is wayyyyyyy more fun.
I think I may actually have some this week.
- I just ate a Big Mac and Fries for lunch (at 10:30). We were out and I was hungry and I didn't want we had at home. Now I feel like a fatty and will feel the effects of it all day.
- One of my best friend is a photographer or trying to start up her own business. I love her, but I wouldn't go to her for photos. She takes good pictures of inanimate objects, but I'm not really a fan of the photos I've seen. She doesn't have a great track record of returning calls or remembering much of anything. And I would never tell her this. I'm a great friend. Who wants to be my friend....lol
Oh and I agree with PP that I can't read any more sad stories. DH was about to kill me if he had to go check on DS one more time last night.
Avery fell of the bed last week. I haven't told anyone.
I had her on the bed with me while I was getting ready for work and I always block the bed off with all the pillows while i'm in the room getting ready. Well, I laid down for just a second (well it was supposed to be) and I wound up dozing off. I woke up to her screaming. I jumped up and saw that she was on the floor. She pushed the pillows off the bed and when she fell she landed on the pillows Thank God!!! Still... It scared me so much. I have been so careful to not let something like this happen and I was sure it wouldn't.
I told DH that I woke up to the pillows on the floor but didn't tell him she fell off. This way he wouldn't make the same mistake. He would have KILLED me if he knew. His response though was "Oh yeah I know she has knocked them off with me in the bed before". What?! I was pissed! So he knew she was doing this but didn't tell me!!! I feel like this could have been avoided!
Whew. I feel better getting that off my chest.
I had surgery yesterday (see post above), and I had to fast. All day long, all I kept thinking about and talking about was a Big Mac. Yummmm!! I love Big Macs.
And since everyone is sharing their less than stellar eating habits...
I ate a bagel for breakfast. Okay...I had two bagels. They may or may not have been covered in cinnamon and sugar. Okay, they were.
Oh, and I'll probably eat fast food for lunch. So healthy!!
I copied and pasted SockmonkeySams post last night and sent it in an email to my sister and best friend.
I then proceeded to check on Mason multiple times last night as he has just recently started STTN. I stood over him with my hand on his chest making sure he was breathing.
My heart hurts for her....
I guess my first confession is that I DIDN'T check on D any extra last night. I've been reading a SIDS mom's blog for a while now, so while sockmonkeysam's story made my heart hurt, it didn't have such a huge effect on me as it did on some other moms. I also want to reassure the moms that are worrying extra that the SIDS rate drops DRASTICALLY at 6 months, so while we're not 100% safe, our LO's have much better chances than younger babies.
Second is that, once I got over the shock of "oh my god, I might have lupus", I'm actually happy, in a way, that my bloodwork came back supporting an auto-immune disorder. I feel bad that I'm glad I'm actually sick, but I'm 99% sure DH thought I was faking it to get sympathy, excuse my napping, and get out of doing housework. Now that he knows that there's something really wrong, I'm getting the help I've been begging for around the house, and he's stopped making mean, underhanded comments about how much I sleep and how little I accomplish each day.
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I also didn't check on LO more than usual. There are a few loss blogs I follow from when I was on the Miscarriage board. They don't make me paranoid they just make me unable to sleep due to being so upset.
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I feel like I have zero friends left in IRL. I blame this on the end of the barhopping days and the birth of Stella. At my age, everyone has much older kids or have chosen to be child-free for good. Some have recently returned to single status. Some will never leave that single status. The two best friends I have, going back more than 30 years with one and 25 with the other, one is nearly 2 hours away with a 16 year old daughter and two teenage stepdaughters...she and her husband are back to enjoying life like newlyweds. The other is local, but will likely never be in a serious relationship and will never have kids. She prefers hanging out with people much younger than she is. The last time we were to get together was back in October, she has tried forcing her boss on me because her boss as a daughter nearly the same age. I don't like her boss. We have not gotten together since.
Sorry for the ramble...I'm beginning to feel like I have a somewhat lonely existence, outside of Stella, DH and work.
same here..I gave her extra tight cuddles if she woke in the night though. When I was pregnant, a blogger/fb friend lost her dd to sids (after having suffered multiple MCs). It totally messed me up the rest of my pregnancy and played a HUGE role in my panic attacks shortly after A was born. I think I spent so much energy worrying the first 4-5 months of her life that now I'm better able to handle these stories. They still shatter my heart into a million pieces though...
I try not to dwell on the loss stories. My heart shatters for those moms, but when Lexi was born we agreed to pray over her, make her sleep environment as safe as we possibly could, and past that it is out of our hands. We really didn't want to raise her drowning in a spirit of fear or anxiety.
Brandysun - have you considered looking for moms groups in your area? I still try to see my single friends as much as possible, but it's definitely harder. It's ok to say that your lives are just different now. If you can find some moms in your area that you can GTG with it can be so refreshing! I lean on my mom friends even more than I lean on the ladies on this board.
Thank you Carla. I need to remember this. I can only do so much. Thank you.
I confess that I almost have a nervous breakdown every day between 5:00-6:00 pm. While I'm making dinner V usually screams his head off (not crying, just "pay attention to me" shrieks) and the dog is under my feet the whole time. I try to cook, entertain V, keep the kitchen clean as I go, and make the dog happy.
This almost always ends in me being frustrated, yelling at the dog, and being b!tchy by the time DH comes home and I take it out on him. I know I shouldn't put pressure on myself to do all of this as soon as I get home, but I do.